NovelGoldChapter 228 Ethan rushed out of the hospital without even bothering to change out of his patient gown. His mind was set solely on reaching the office as quickly as possible. However, just as he arrived at the entrance, his path was blocked by several police officers.
"What do you want?" Ethan demanded, his voice echoing with anger.
"The Linwood Corporation is under investigation for tax evasion," one officer explained matter-of-factly. "As the legal representative, you are required to cooperate with our inquiries." These words struck Ethan like a bolt of lightning on a clear day. He stood frozen, his mind blank from shock. It wasn't the accusation of tax evasion that stunned him-it was the fact that he was being called the "legal representative." How could this be possible? When had he becthe legal representative? He had no recollection of signing any documents to that effect.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs he was escorted into the police car, disbelief was etched across his face. He frantically recalled every recent company transaction, but he couldn't remember ever agreeing to or signing anything that would make him the legal representative.
He was acutely aware of the enormous risks associated with being the legal representative of a company involved in illegal activities: administrative sanctions, hefty fines, and potentially even criminal charges. These consequences could ruin a person financially and reputationally, which is why most CEOs of large companies avoided the role like the plague.
"This can't be happening! It's absolutely impossible!" Ethan finally burst out, struggling fiercely.
"You've got it all wrong! I'm not the one you're looking for-I know nothing about any of this!" But the officers remained unmoved, coldly informing him that resistance was futile and that he must cooperate with the investigation.
Meanwhile, Liam, sporting dark circles under his eyes, arrived at Foster Manor. He collapsed onto the couch with a satisfied sigh, "Ah, this feels good." Grace, who was tidying up, was used to Liam's antics and smiled indulgently. "Another late night at the office?" she asked.
Liam could barely keep his eyes open as he sniffled pitifully, "Late night? Try an all-nighter." "If our boss lived in medieval times, he'd be the quintessential tyrant. I'm practically a shell of my former self..." he whined.
"Do I detect dissatisfaction?" Sean's deep, magnetic voice suddenly rang out from the living room.
Liam shot upright like he'd been electrocuted, plastering a wide, beaming smile across his face, as radiant as a blooming spring flower. "Not at all! You're like the sun, warming my cold, cold heart every day, boss." He clutched his chest in mock sincerity, which made Grace and May burst into laughter, lightening the mood in the room.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSean descended the stairs and took a seat across from Liam, raising an eyebrow slightly. "How did things go?" Liam straightened up, "Not only has The Linwood Corporation gone bankrupt, but I've also made a significant discovery." He paused, savoring the moment to pique Sean's interest.
Sean, feigning indifference, casually picked up a financial newspaper from the coffee table. Leaning back lazily against the couch, he glanced at the paper and asked offhandedly, "And what might that be?" Liam cleared his throat and continued, "Our team discovered that Nathan Linwood, the chairman, quietly sold off his shares and liquidated the funds." "Every penny was transferred to a woman named Sophia Shaw." "The Linwood Corporation's accounts began to unravel, with severe financial and tax issues. Even without our interference, it would have collapsed soon enough."
"And, in a twist, the legal representative of The Linwood Corporation was switched to Ethan a ve few months ago, apparently under Nathan's directive." Sean, who had seemed uninterested, now put down the newspaper. So, The Linwood Corporation had not only been hollowed out, but Ethan, the Linwood heir, had been caught in the trap as well.
"Nathan's quite the strategist," Sean murmured with a wry smile, a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
Liam couldn't fathom Nathan's logic.
A successful company, deliberately m driven into the ground money funneled to a mistress, and his own son left to bear the brunt of the fallout-Nathan's actions were baffling. Sean drummed his fingers on the armrest, lost in thought. "I was considering having sfun with Ethan, but it seems he's not up to the challenge."
"You're right about that. He's probably in police custody as wen speak," Liam replied. "As the legal representative, he's looking at a good few years behind bars." As they spoke, a voice suddenly called out urgently from the entrance of the manor. "May, letin. I need to speak with Claire-it's important."
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