Chapter 138 A Severe Beating
Benjamin was completely dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.
"This company has never really succeeded under your leadership, and I was actually considering shutting it down. It just so happens that my precious daughter is on summer vacation and doesn't have much to do, so I thought I'd let her play with it."
A company of this scale, just handed over to his daughter to play with...
Upon hearing Mr. Medici's words, Benjamin's mouth could fit two eggs.
"I never expected her to be so responsible and expose so many worms in the company! I've personally seen the evidence of your betrayal against the company! Abella didn't falsely accuse you! It's you who's crying crocodile’s tears and trying to tarnish her...thinking that we, the Medici family, wouldn't protect our own?"
"No! no! no! Mr. Medici, you've misunderstood..." Benjamin was suddenly terrified, "I, I didn't know that girl, uh, I didn't know Miss Abella was your daughter..."
If he had known, even if he were given ten thousand guts, he wouldn't dare to act so recklessly!!
At this moment, he caught a glimpse of Mrs. Medici's icy-cold beautiful face, and suddenly realized that she and Abella did bear some resemblance!
However, Abella had a greater presence and was more captivating than Mrs. Medici.
"Mr. Medici, I temporarily lost my mind and did something that betrayed the company and you..." Benjamin admitted guilt and tried to seek leniency.
But before he could finish speaking, Mr. Medici kicked him away, "You call this temporary? Since the company started, you've been confused for a whole year!"
"I was wrong! I'm not human, I'm an animal, you can beat and scold me, just don't make me go to jail..." Benjamin crawled over again, desperately grabbing onto Mr. Medici's pants, "I have elderly parents and young children..."
"Let go!" Mr. Medici once again kicked him away, impatiently saying, "When you were doing those things, why didn’t you ever think about your elderly parents and young children at home?"
Now you regret it? It's too late!!
"I heard he didn't treat Abella well at the company." Mrs. Medici glanced at the person on the ground and turned to the police officer beside her, "Take good care of him, Mr. Benjamin has been an employee of our company for a long time."
"Yes!" The police officer nodded and looked at Benjamin with a cold gaze.
"No, Mrs. Medici, please take back those words, I know I was wrong..." Benjamin still wanted to grab hold of Mrs. Medici's skirt.
Luckily Mr. Medici quickly pulled Mrs. Medici behind him, "You dare to touch my wife's skirt?"
"No, no, I didn't touch..." Benjamin stammered.
"If I don't teach you a lesson, you won't know what's good for you!" Mr. Medici rolled up his sleeves and gave him a beating.
"Ah, Mr. Medici, please stop, please stop..." Benjamin covered his face with both hands. "At your age, if you throw your back out, I wouldn't be able to explain it... The five young masters will come after me for revenge, and I won't even compensate anything! Let someone else beat me... Please calm down, calm down..."
"Who did you just call a traitor?" Mr. Medici was panting from the fight, but he had no intention of letting him off. "Tell me, who did you curse?"
"I-I-I cursed myself..."
"If you want your family to be safe and sound, then you need to confess to what you've done!"
"Yes, yes, Mr. Medici, I will do as you say..." Benjamin had no trace of disobedience.
Mr. Medici kicked him again, directly into the corner of the wall.
Getting old really takes a toll... Just a slight movement is exhausting...
"Alright, alright, you're an old man, why use your hands..." Mrs. Medici came forward to wipe her husband's sweat, glancing at Benjamin with disdain.
"If he dared to touch your skirt just now, I would have cut off his hand! Bastard, he has done so many heinous things! And he wants to get away with it?"
He's simply not human!
Mr. Medici turned around and glared at Benjamin hatefully. "Stay here and reflect!"
Benjamin knew there was no point in pleading anymore, he could only shrink into the corner. "Yes, yes..."
After Mr. Medici and Mrs. Medici left, two interrogators came in. They saw Benjamin with a swollen face, bloodstains on his body, and couldn't help but ask the person next to them, "What happened?"
Could it be that Mr. and Mrs. Medici just beat him up?
"I fell by myself..." Benjamin hurriedly said, "It has nothing to do with anyone else."
Although the injuries on his face clearly showed that someone had beaten him, it was well known that with the Medici family's status and power, even if they wanted someone to disappear into thin air, it would only take a minute...
"Who asked you not to open your eyes?"
One of them didn't know if he was scolding Benjamin for disrespecting the Medici family or for falling...
Benjamin didn't dare to explain, he only knew that he had offended Abella, offended the Medici family, and his life was over!
Sob, that girl, how could she be the Medici family's daughter?
No wonder she has such a strong presence!
In the afternoon, Abella arrived at the production workshop. "Everyone, stop your work and listen to me."
The workers on the five production lines immediately stopped and looked at her quietly.
Although Abella was only eighteen years old, her strong presence made people fear her instinctively, and they obediently followed her commands.
Looking at her, everyone felt emotional. Their own children were still in high school at the age of eighteen, memorizing English vocabulary, while Abella was able to independently manage the company.
At the end, it's a different fate...
"Tomorrow is the time for our company to ship, and everyone should know that because Benjamin sold the drafts to The Clothes Company, the unsold goods in the warehouse are piling up. Next, I need everyone's cooperation..." Abella revealed her plan, and everyone agreed, thinking that this little girl was amazing!
Joseph didn't expect Miss Medici to convince everyone so quickly. In his mind, he respected her greatly. This girl seemed to be the stabilizer of the company. As long as she was around, it would bring peace to people.
After visiting the production workshop, Abella went to the design department.
At this moment, Abigail was slouched in front of the computer, looking dejected.
"What's wrong?" Abella approached her and asked softly.
Abigail sat up straight, "Miss Medici, you're here? It's nothing... it's just..."
Abella's gaze fell on her computer screen. It showed the online registration form for the national design competition, and the registration deadline was 5 o'clock in the afternoon. It was already 4:50.
"You're not signing up?" Abella raised an eyebrow.
"Miss Medici, you don't know... this competition requires an assistant to participate..."
Although encouraged by Abella, Abigail wanted to prove herself through this competition. However, first, she lacked confidence, and second, as a designer without a reputation, where would she find an assistant?
It was already good enough if she could support herself!
How could she afford to hire an assistant?
"No one from the design department is going?" Abella looked around at the people.
Several designers hurriedly lowered their heads. They didn't dare to make a fool of themselves in this national-level competition...
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