Chapter 330
Andrius felt relieved. He said to Norman, “Mr. Houser, don’t worry. I will find out what is going on and I will give you a satisfying answer.
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“Thank you. Thank you so much.” Norman held Andrius‘ hands tightly, expressing his gratitude. It seemed like he started to treat them differently.
After a little chat, Andrius and Sonia headed to the Martyr’s Society while Noir stayed behind.
“Ms. Timberland!”
At the Martyr’s Society, the same receptionist welcomed her.
However, when he saw Sonia, a hint of guilt flashed on his face though it was swiftly concealed.
Andrius and Sonia were not just anyone; they were able to spot the guilt on the receptionist’s face. They entered the parlor.
The deputy chairman, Samson, quickly came down to meet them.
“Deputy Chairman Jones.
Sonia was expressionless as she skipped to the point, saying, “I made an eight–billion donation the other day. I want to know how the society is planning to use it and whether it has been utilized.”
Samson was slightly nervous when he heard the questioning tone from Sonia, but he was an experienced and cunning old fox.
He smiled and said, “Ms. Timberland, the usage of the eight billion was drafted out that very night. We have already distributed four billion. As for the remaining half, I’m planning to put two billion into investment. The return will be invested into the society’s business to keep the funds running. I have already selected a potential project.
“As for the remaining two billion, it will be kept for now as spare cash. And…‘
Samson had done his homework. He provided a seemingly flawless answer when asked.
He then revealed a little flag that the society prepared. “I told them to prepare a flag to commemorate you and Celestial Enterprise’s contribution to the society.”
Andrius found it amusing.
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Based on what Samson said, only half of the donation remained. Not only did the families fail to get the money, but the man even planned to embezzle the two billion through some investment project‘.
In the end, what Sonia got was just a lousy flag.
How ironic.
“So…” Andrius roared with a frosty look, “I just found out that the society is withholding the families‘ compensation. Is that true?”
Andrius‘ question startled Samson, but he was able to calm down quickly and question him back, “Who might this good sir be?”
“You can eat whatever you want, but you cannot just say whatever you want. The society is doing a service for the soldiers‘ families, and we have a strong conscience here. I, Samson Jones, live up to my name, the people of this country, and the land that I was born in!
“How could I have embezzled the money from the donation funds? It is atrocious! Sir, if you do not have any solid evidence, you’d better watch your mouth or I will sue you for slander!” Samson was fierce as he continued on.
Andrius scoffed and said firmly, “Samson Jones, even if you are eloquent enough to get the moon, your lies are useless in the face of solid evidence. Show me your computer. I want to have a look at the transfer history!”
Samson’s pupils enlarged. He scoffed, “There is no way I will show you my computer as it contains classified secrets of the society! How could I show it to you? Don’t even think about it!”
