Rebirth of the Wife in Despair

Chapter 117

Chapter 117 Who Informed Eric

To prevent such incidents from negatively impacting the school’s reputation, the higher-ups of Petalburg High School quickly intervened.

Unintentionally, Fabian learned about the incident that occurred at school, and coincidentally, Eileen was involved.

Fabian knocked on the CEO’s office door and immediately reported the matter to Jasper.

The man, busy working on some documents at his desk, became visibly gloomy upon hearing the news. “She’s injured? Why wasn’t I informed immediately? What is the current situation at the school?”

Fabian replied, “The school authorities have taken charge and are handling the situation at the moment.”

Jasper put down his expensive signature pen and closed the file. “Postpone the upcoming meeting. Contact the school and inform them to wait for me to come and resolve the matter.”

Fabian nodded. “Understood, Mr. Smith.”

Although Petalburg High School is Smith Corporation’s largest investor, there is no need for Mr. Smith to personally get involved. School matters are trivial compared to corporate affairs. Mr. Smith seems overly concerned for an eighteen-year-old girl. When it comes to matters involving Ms. Eileen, he always loses his sense of propriety… But compared to that woman, Ms. Eileen… Perhaps Ms. Eileen is the only one who can pull Mr. Smith out of the abyss he has fallen into and help him forget his painful past.

Meanwhile, at Petalburg High School.

During the morning self-study session, Eileen was summoned to the principal’s office for a discussion. Yvette was supposed to join, but due to the prominent status of the Friedman family, the principal naturally did not dare to summon her.

Eileen had a vague idea of why she was being called.

That’s why she didn’t ask anything.

Walking ahead of her, Jennifer solemnly adjusted her glasses. “This matter has already reached the shareholders. Rest assured, the school will protect you. You don’t have to say anything when you’re inside; someone will handle it for you.”

Eileen followed behind with her head down, not uttering a word. She couldn’t understand why she felt such immense unease when she was the victim.

With a heavy heart, she entered the conference room with Jennifer.

Upon seeing Eileen’s arrival, Hector’s relatives erupted in anger and began hurling harsh words. “You troublemaker! It’s all because of you that my sister died, and my nephew was driven to desperation and ended up in jail…”

“Do you even sleep at night? Do you realize you’ve ruined two lives?”

“Do you think you’re special just because you’re rich?”

“Does having money give you the right to harm others as you please?”

Jennifer swiftly moved and shielded Eileen. Having experienced many situations, she remained unfazed despite the outburst and said, “Please don’t get agitated. This won’t solve anything.”

Only then did Hector’s relatives calm down slightly.

Jennifer added, “We will gather more information before continuing the discussion.”

“I didn’t harm anyone!” Eileen, who had been silent, suddenly blurted out. She regained her courage, stepped out from behind Jennifer, and fearlessly faced the crowd.

A silence fell over the conference room for a few seconds.

“I’ll repeat, I didn’t harm anyone. I’m a victim too,” Eileen reiterated.

She removed the bandage on her hand, revealing a gruesome scar that had yet to heal. The wound stretched from her wrist to her thumb and was stitched up with seven or eight sutures. “The other day when I was heading home, it was Hector who held a knife against my throat… And my friend who got hurt, he was also stabbed. If you don’t believe me, I can ask him to come over.”

Eileen didn’t know how her father and Eric resolved the issue.

Such matters were beyond her control.

“I’m truly sorry about what happened to Hector’s mother. I never thought that my transfer would cause harm to all of you. But I was only doing what I wanted to do… You can’t blame me just because of your own issues.”

A fierce and menacing man in his fifties stood up and slammed the table. “What do you mean? Are you saying that my sister deserved to die?”

“What about me then? Do I deserve the pain I’ve suffered? Shouldn’t I stand for

up my rights? And what about the person who was stabbed by Hector and is still lying in the hospital? Do they deserve it too?” Of course, Eileen had a temper too. They are not in the right just because someone died. Of course, I’m not disrespecting the deceased, but I’m stating facts.

Hector’s relatives were born in the sixties and seventies, a time when educational resources were scarce. Coupled with their rural upbringing, Eileen figured they had limited legal knowledge, making it nearly impossible for her to reason with them.

Despite this, she knew it wasn’t fair to judge everyone the same way. Her grandmother also lived in the countryside, and during their time, even having enough food was a challenge, let alone being literate. Her grandfather won her grandmother’s hand in marriage with just a sack of rice.

At sixteen, her grandmother started a family with her grandfather. Her grandfather was a local troublemaker and a good-for-nothing in his youth. Having offended some people, he was beaten to death in his forties.

Even in the face of early misfortunes, her grandmother never harbored resentment towards anyone. Instead, she used her modest abilities to help others.

“If they hadn’t come to rescue me that night, I might be the one who’s dead now! Just because someone dies doesn’t make them right.”

Jennifer nodded. “I think my student is right about that. We have already contacted the police, and they will be bringing Hector over shortly. The victim at the hospital is unable to come forward, but his friend will come over later. They were also witnesses to the incident that night.”

A middle-aged woman pulled the man aside, and they started discussing something, although it was unclear what.

A few minutes later, the man suddenly said, “We don’t want to make a big fuss either. After all, it’s a matter of life. Give us fifty thousand, and we will drop this matter.”

“Whether or not to pursue this matter is not for you to decide.”

A voice filled with hostility rang out.

Eileen’s back stiffened as Eric approached, his hand casually tucked in his pocket, emanating an overwhelming aura of hostility. Gavin followed closely behind.

Noticing the ruthless glint in Eric’s eyes, Hector’s relatives were filled with terror.

Eric scanned the room, his gaze sweeping across the crowd.

“Mr. Snow,” Timothy greeted.

Eric gave a slight nod in response.

“Gavin, take Eileen out of here first,” he commanded. Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Gavin nodded in understanding. “Got it.”

Eileen pursed her lips, realizing she hadn’t considered inviting Eric to join them.

Who informed Eric about this?

After Eileen left, Gavin closed the door to the conference room. Turning around, she stared at Eric, who pulled up a chair and sat down.

This issue could have been resolved smoothly, but with Eric’s involvement, things will take a different

turn.

Eileen worried that Eric might believe dealing with Hector alone was not enough and would target his relatives as well.

Eric sat with his leg propped up, hands resting on his knee, exuding an intense ruthlessness. “Whatever it is, you can discuss it with me…”

Shortly after Eric’s arrival, Timothy received another message: The CEO of Smith Corporation has also arrived.

This time, no one could remain seated…

It’s as if one Grim Reaper isn’t enough, and now another one has arrived. This family must have offended the wrong group of people. Things will not be as simple as they seem now that Smith Corporation is involved…