Chapter 911-920

Chapter 911 There’s Nothing to Talk About Between Us

An hour later, the phones were ringing off the hook in various departments. Since Smith Co. had stopped its operations, many other industries had been affected as well. Everyone had become less efficient and even the stock market plunged, causing huge losses in Cittadel’s entire economy.

Several common workers were implicated all of a sudden, which caused a series of serious road accidents. At that moment, the entire Cittadel had descended into chaos.

Meanwhile, Raffle was seated in a chair with his eyes closed. As he gently tapped the armrest with his fingers, he waited for Alexander to give in to him. However, before Alexander phoned him, he received a call from his higher-up.

“What on earth are you doing, Raffle? The world is in chaos, and you’re still hiding in the Department of Commerce! I’ll give you one hour to settle the issues with Smith Co. If you can’t do that, you’ll be replaced by someone else!”

Raffle was taken to task, and before he could respond, the other side hung up on him. He had been working diligently for the past few decades, but it was his first time being reprimanded by his higher-up. After telling someone to look into the matter, he picked up his coat and left his office.

He got into his car, looked at his wrinkled face through the rear mirror, and became deluged with a sense of etherealism.