"You... what did you say? Who called us over here? We just came to seek justice for our coworker. You people are unscrupulous profiteers who trample on human life. My friend is still lying in the hospital, his life hanging by a thread. We’re here for a clear answer from you."
Elly Campbell didn’t want to listen to their nonsense. She frowned and asked impatiently again, "Who told you to come here and make trouble?"
The man’s originally impassioned speech was choked by Elly Campbell’s repeated questioning.
He had thought that the female boss would at least try to explain a thing or two, and he had prepared a response to counter her.
However, she didn’t play by the script he imagined. All she asked was who had sent them here?
This firm tone made him wonder if this woman had seen through something.
Please! He had taken money; how could he betray someone just like that?
"You bitch, don’t wrong me, nobody called us over here. We came because we couldn’t stand your practices and wanted justice."
The man’s finger pointed accusingly at Elly Campbell’s nose, menacingly threatening her.
Elly Campbell squinted her eyes, looking unhurried, and calmly faced the frantic man before her, saying:
"How much did they pay you? I’ll give you triple."
Throughout the whole encounter, Elly Campbell didn’t mention anything about the accident. She knew that no matter how much she explained here, it was just a waste of breath.
Elly Campbell’s unpredictable moves left the troublemakers in front of her completely off guard and unsure of how to react.
She was well aware of their true reasons for being here, so instead of trying to reason with them, she knew it was more practical to talk about money.
When she saw that they had suddenly fallen silent, she knew her guess was right.
And their hesitation indicated that her offer had tempted them.
Elly Campbell didn’t give them much time to hesitate, saying, "Think it over and come to me. Whatever they paid you, if three times isn’t enough, I’ll give you five times as much."
Having said that, the coldness in the depths of her eyes deepened, and she turned to the driver:
"If anyone else blocks the car, just drive over them."
Her gaze was chilling as she looked at the people in front of the car, her smile somewhat grim—
"Didn’t the posts online say I am Adam Jones’s mistress? Even if I truly ran you over, with Adam Jones’s methods, you’d end up dead here for nothing, without a penny in compensation. Those who want to die, keep blocking!"
Elly Campbell raised her voice deliberately. After speaking, she didn’t wait for any reaction from the crowd, opened the door, and got straight into the car.
"Drive! Whoever is not afraid to die, run them over!"
She purposely rolled down the window, her voice loud enough for everyone outside to hear.
The people heard what she said, feeling both furious and scared, but at the end of the day, they were intimidated by her words.
Just as she said, with Adam Jones’s abilities, even if they were really run over here, he could handle the mess, and they wouldn’t get a penny in compensation.
Although what she said was arrogant, it was the truth, and they truly didn’t dare to take the risk.
So, when the car started up again, those who were blocking it in front scattered, truly not daring to stand there waiting for death, afraid the driver would really drive over them.
As Elly Campbell’s car left the company building, the people were left feeling both anxious and angry. This woman was nothing like what they had imagined - she was so tough in her speech and actions!