Chapter 114 Confrontation

• The room went dead quiet. Old Mrs. Simpson stared at Mr. Hart, utterly stunned. This was a connection she’d never managed to reach, no matter how hard she begged. What kind of candles had she burned today to have Mr. Hart show up in person?
• “You’re Mr. Hart, right? I’m Emery Conrad from the Simpson Group. Our company’s been dealing with a nasty mess lately, and I was just about to reach out to you!” Emery Conrad said, her brow creased, worry written all over her face.
• Mr. Hart smiled, then explained,