Chapter 756: Chapter 756: Piers Group at the Storm Center

Swallow City.

The news of Brandon Piers being taken away by the judicial department spread rapidly, and Piers’ stock plummeted for several consecutive days.

The entire Piers Group was in turmoil, facing its biggest crisis since its founding.

Elder Piers, who had been in seclusion for many years, had to come out to oversee the Piers Group.

Despite this, various dazzling negative news continued to appear in public, and Piers’ credibility reached an all-time low.

Taxes are a company’s bottom line, and fake medicine is a bottom line for a pharmaceutical company.

Piers directly touched these two bottom lines this time.

Coupled with the previous scandal involving Oliver Piers in an underground casino, people’s impression of Piers plummeted to its lowest. A mass boycott against Piers Pharmacy even emerged in society.

The situation escalated further.

Amid this chaos, someone started secretly acquiring Piers’ stocks, doing so covertly and methodically.

Brandon Piers leaned back in his chair, looking at Benjamin Jones opposite him. He didn’t expect this rival to come and help him proactively.

However, this only further proved Benjamin Jones’ genuine love for Abigail. Brandon felt a bit sour but had to endure it.

Benjamin met Brandon’s gaze. Even after being detained for seven days, the man before him remained calm and composed, his face impeccably handsome. Sometimes, Benjamin couldn’t help but think, was Abby bewildered by this face?

“Hmm?” Brandon waited a while without hearing Benjamin speak, raising an eyebrow.

Benjamin snapped out of his thoughts. “The prosecutor’s evidence chain regarding you is complete. Do you have anything to say?”

“It’s fake.” Brandon didn’t need to think.

Benjamin’s gaze grew more serious. “You need to know that what you say could become court evidence and carry legal responsibility.”

“I know,” Brandon replied very firmly and confidently.

Benjamin unconsciously exhaled. On the way here, he had been worried that Brandon was really involved. Then what about Abby?

She was such a stubborn person. If Brandon were imprisoned for several years, she would wait those years. What would she do?

Hearing Brandon say it was fake now, although he reiterated it, Benjamin believed him.

“Then things will be easier from here,” Benjamin said to Brandon, hiding the emotion in his eyes.

Brandon didn’t miss the flash of emotion in Benjamin’s eyes. “Thank you, Lawyer Jones.”

“No need. I’m doing this for Abby,” Benjamin said bluntly, not appreciative.

Brandon shrugged, feeling a surge of jealousy. Did he have to be so blunt?

However, with Benjamin’s assistance, Brandon felt a bit more at ease.

Although he had arranged everything meticulously, the crisis was still perilous, and any mistake could truly bring Piers down.

As Benjamin left, Luke Scout walked in silently. “Abigail returned to the country.”

The previously calm man suddenly sat up straight. “What’s going on?”

He had clearly instructed Abigail not to return recently and had specially asked Headmaster Theodore to organize a group tour to delay Abigail.

Luke ignored him, wearing an expression that said “you don’t understand your own woman’s temper.”

Brandon, “…”

Huff!

Taking a deep breath, Brandon looked at Luke. “Joshua may have promised to let Abigail go once, but the capital behind him may not, especially since the Croft family always acts ruthlessly. No matter what, find a way to keep her there.”

“Too late. All your people have been silenced by her. I just received the news. She’s probably already boarded the plane,” Luke didn’t expect Abigail Green to act so decisively.

Brandon felt both worried and proud upon hearing this. “My Abigail is very smart.”

Luke, “…”

Is this really the time for showing off your relationship?

“I came to remind you that Joshua is very cunning. He’s already starting to use Piers’ resources to pave the way for Croft. Don’t let him make the fake evidence real,” Luke shut out the foul stench of romance to remind Brandon.

“Don’t worry, I won’t get myself into trouble,” Brandon’s gaze darkened. However, it was clear that he spoke too soon.

…

When Abigail’s flight landed, it was just 7 PM in Swallow City. The twilight’s glow bathed the earth, reflecting golden spots of light on the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows outside the waiting room, dazzling and colorful, though she was in no mood to appreciate the view.

On the plane, she had Hughes adjust her phone. Once she landed, all the news she couldn’t receive in the M Kingdom flooded her phone.

Piers was under investigation for tax evasion and the use of substandard drugs in its hospitals, with Brandon Piers detained by the judicial department.

Piers’ stock kept hitting lower limits.

The Piers family, having not shown their faces for years, had forced their over-eighty-year-old Elder Piers to take charge.

Piers’ gang hospitals used substandard drugs that resulted in patient deaths…

On the plane, Hughes had briefed Abigail on the situation, but she didn’t expect it to be worse than her estimates, and couldn’t fathom that Brandon was already detained.

Piers was now truly in the eye of the storm.

Abigail joined Hughes in the car, with Pullan picking them up. “Where’s Elder Piers now?”

“At the Group. Shall we send you to Moon Lake Manor first? Teddy misses you a lot,” Pullan suggested softly.

Abigail’s expression was grave. While she missed her son dearly, she was more worried about Elder Piers at this moment. She directly instructed Pullan, “To Piers first.”

Pullan wanted to say something but swallowed his words upon meeting the resolute gaze of the lady boss, starting the car to take Abigail to meet Elder Piers.

The car headed toward Piers Group. However, before they arrived, Abigail saw the crowd causing trouble outside and frowned. “What’s going on?”

“Since the news broke, many patients who had been treated at Piers’ hospitals have come to cause trouble. Secretary Max suspects that someone is paying them to attract media attention. Don’t worry, I will take you up through the underground parking lot,” Pullan quickly responded.

Abigail looked at the crowd causing trouble. The once grand and majestic gates of Piers Group were now dirty, festooned with rotten eggs and vegetable leaves. Some people were holding red banners, and the ground was sprayed with red paint everywhere. She closed her eyes in discomfort but said nothing.

Sensing the moment, Pullan drove to the underground garage and took Abigail to the top floor using the CEO’s private elevator.

Abigail didn’t know what it was like at Piers when they worked overtime before, but the current atmosphere was oppressive and heavy. As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she could feel the suffocating tension, sighing secretly, and followed Pullan to the office where Elder Piers was.

The office door was open. The old man, who should be enjoying his grandchildren, now wore reading glasses, focusing on the documents on the table. He muttered occasionally and awkwardly tapped at the computer. Just one glance brought tears to Abigail’s eyes.

She knew things were serious but had never imagined they’d be this severe. She stood at the door, calming herself for a long time, before rubbing her sore nose and walking in.