Chapter 54 You Can't Hide Your Thoughts From Me

Julian placed the report on public opinion on Tristan's desk, looking rather solemn. "Mr. Leigh, the online comments have gone completely out of control. They're all attacking Ms. Cressida. Should we intervene?" he asked. Tristan flipped through the report, his finger stopped pausing at Cressida's name. Saying nothing, he grabbed his phone and made a call. … Cressida was in her office at the LS Group, amending the details on the design for the Sutherlin project on her computer. Her personal phone rang. Seeing Tristan's name, she answered. "Hello." "Come to the hospital at 9:00 am for a follow-up," he said. His voice was cold and indifferent. It was just business for him with no personal interests involved. Cressida's hand that was holding the mouse froze for a moment. She had been so busy in the past few days that she almost forgot she was a patient who had just had surgery. "Alright," she answered. "Have you seen the things online?" Tristan asked. "I have." "Don't you hav