My Fiancé Chose Her So I Chose Myself Chapter 38

My Fiancé Chose Her So I Chose Myself Chapter 38

“That has nothing to do with the issue,” Marissa said under her breath.

 

I opened Evan’s application.

 

He described GridForge’s collapse as a secondary punishment and once again invoked the livelihoods of hundreds of employees, demanding that the meeting investigate Northstar’s supplier decision.

 

“Send it to the chair,” I said. “And attach my recusal record along with the procurement committee’s public independent assessment.”

 

When the meeting resumed, Evan was allowed five minutes.

 

“GridForge entered restructuring after losing the contract.” He stared at the screen. “Natalie says she doesn’t target individuals, but she knew the company depended on TerraGrid.”

 

The chair asked, “Who made the supplier evaluation decision?”

 

“Northstar’s procurement committee.”

 

“Did Ms. Whitman take part in that vote?”

 

Evan stopped.

 

“No.”

 

Marissa projected the completed assessment.

 

Payment capacity. Delivery terms. Credit guarantee.

 

GridForge had failed all three.

 

The two replacement suppliers had maintained production, and TerraGrid’s employees had not lost their jobs.

 

Evan stared at the file, the anger on his face slowly giving way to humiliation.

 

“If Travis hadn’t hidden those expenses, GridForge’s credit backing wouldn’t have been withdrawn.”

 

A stir went through the observers’ area.

 

Travis had not yet left the hearing room. He stood up and looked at Evan through the glass.

 

“Your company had already lost the ability to provide backing. You were the one who put all your business on TerraGrid.”

 

“And you were the one who gave company money and authority to Jenna!”

 

The chair cut both their microphones.

 

They kept arguing behind the glass, pointing at each other, searching for a new place to dump blame the same way they had once searched for mine.

 

No one asked me to calm them down.

 

No one translated their anger into devotion.

 

Security escorted Evan out of the hearing area.

 

The chair entered into the record: “Supplier disputes fall outside the scope of this review.”

 

One sentence was enough to put the weight he had tried to shift onto me back where it belonged.

 

Before adjournment, the secretary announced that the final witness would appear in person the following day.

 

Brooke had not requested remote testimony.

 

She came to Copenhagen herself, the signed statement already in hand. 

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