"Finley! What are you doing here?" Donovan Young exclaimed in astonishment.
Could he have been wrong?
At this moment, Donovan’s feelings were very complicated, both surprised and regretful, as if he had done something wrong.
Giselle Keating’s expression visibly twisted when she heard Donovan identifying Finley.
Eleanor Sterling didn’t use the medication; her plan failed!
It was obviously such a good opportunity; how could Eleanor Sterling release it for someone else?
Giselle seethed with resentment, but she could do nothing except watch Finley come out and tell everyone that the medication was his research.
And the infuriating thing was, Donovan’s evidence just now directly turned into evidence for Eleanor Sterling.
Because the person in the video was Finley, everything was clear without further explanation.
Eleanor Sterling looked at Donovan, her expression somewhat mocking, and said slowly, "Don’t you understand yet? You’ve been used. Who sent you here to accuse me?"
Donovan suddenly realized, turning his gaze to Giselle Keating.
"It was you; you misled me."
Giselle’s face turned pale, feeling numerous eyes turning towards her.
She stammered in panic, "You... you’re talking nonsense."
Donovan walked up to Eleanor Sterling, his face full of apology, saying, "Miss Sterling, I’m very sorry for what I’ve done to you, causing you so much trouble."
Alaric Faulkner, who had remained silent, looked coldly at Donovan and said with a frosty voice, "The Faulkner Group’s laboratory will not keep people who cannot discern right from wrong."
Donovan was filled with guilt.
He lowered his head, "Yes, President Faulkner, I know I was wrong. I will voluntarily resign from the laboratory."
The other people present were all confused by this farce; in the end, Eleanor Sterling was actually the one being wronged?
Donovan, filled with guilt, bowed repeatedly to Eleanor Sterling at ninety degrees before leaving.
The people onsite were shocked for a long time before the commotion slowly returned.
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But hadn’t Clara Thornton vanished years ago?
Someone hurriedly stepped forward, curiously asking, "Miss Sterling, is the medication by Clara Thornton really researched by Pharmacist Clara Thornton?"
Eleanor Sterling curved her lips and responded, "How many Pharmacists named Clara Thornton are there?"
This remark caused even more astonishment among the crowd.
Even Ronan Keating looked at Eleanor Sterling in surprise, seemingly curious about why Clara Thornton would have Eleanor release her medication.
"Miss Sterling, why would you release the medication for Clara Thornton?" someone asked.
Eleanor Sterling smiled, "Because Clara Thornton is a pharmacist in my lab, so releasing it on her behalf is not an issue."
A burst of surprise erupted at the scene.
Clara Thornton, this pharmacology master, was actually working under Eleanor Sterling?
To think that years ago countless people offered her opportunities, yet no one managed to recruit her.
Soon, everyone’s gaze towards Eleanor Sterling changed, perceiving her as enigmatic.
What kind of identity does this woman have, to actually bring Clara Thornton into her laboratory?
Seeing the curious looks from everyone, Eleanor Sterling chuckled lightly, "It was just a chance encounter that allowed me to hire Clara Thornton, no need to overthink it."
Many people showed envy in their eyes.
Despite such words, they still believed Eleanor Sterling was impressive.
Giselle Keating’s face turned dark from anger seeing Eleanor Sterling being praised like a queen among stars.
Damn it, why did Eleanor Sterling manage to get away!
Alaric Faulkner walked over to Ronan Keating, his eyes dark and cold, saying, "Mr. Keating, I hope after the conference your sister will give me an explanation for going against my girlfriend."