Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence
Chapter 793

Chapter: 793

The assistant dared not relay the Geological Bureau’s demeanor.

Their glances at him suggested a fool, perplexed at how such a significant project could proceed

without prior comprehensive checks.

The ridicule infused in their tone hinted at Darian being an aging, witless man who’d recklessly

squandered his fortune on worthless Land.

It was an utter farce.

Upon hearing this, Darian’s fury flared.

He had undoubtedly performed diligent checks!

All indications, including geographic location and proposed governmental infrastructure, pointed to this

as an exceptional investment, not to mention the stiff competition he faced!

How could a hurdle of this magnitude have abruptly surfaced?

The only plausible explanation was that someone had deliberately withheld this crucial information from

him, leaving him unaware of the problem.

So incensed was Darian that his assistant on the other end attempted to soothe him. “Sir, given the

vast expanse of land, if we cannot convert it into an Olympic Village, we can transform it into a resort.

We can opt for the next best alternative.”

Darian’s rage escalated upon hearing this. He hammered his fist on the table, berating, “Fool! The

resort wouldn’t yield even a fraction of the cost in returns. I shouldn’t have hired such a brainless

person like you!”

Following his tirade, Darian slammed the phone down.

It was almost inconceivable that the golden opportunity within his grasp had devolved into a fiasco.

Why, then, had the BRD Group opted to invest?

The BRD Group, indeed!

The mere thought of the BRD Group infused Darian with loathing. He hoisted the computer from the

table and hurled it onto the floor.

The BRD Group was the Fredrick family’s enterprise. They must have conspired against him. It was

entirely Theodore’s doing!

Surveying the contents of his office, Darian launched into a destructive frenzy, cursing, “Despicable

wretch! She should’ve never birthed him! Ingrate! Merciless scoundrel! All are damned, all are

damned!”

In the midst of his rampage, faint knocks echoed at the door. Shortly after, a female secretary timidly

pushed open the door to replace a livid Darian wreaking havoc in the office. She meekly said, “Sir, there’s

a mob gathering downstairs, clamoring about the project funds they’re owed.”

Upon learning that the Anderson Group was confronting a crisis, a wave of concern washed over

Ariana. The conglomerate’s prosperity had been an outcome of Theodore’s efforts, but she couldn’t

shake the suspicion that he might also be the architect of the current turbulence.

She had dispatched a message to Theodore, inquiring if he was the catalyst behind this turmoil, but

she had yet to receive a response.

A growing unease gripped Ariana at the thought of Theodore embroiled in the quagmire that the

Anderson Group was presently ensnared in. She promptly extricated herself from the bed, dressed,

and dashed to the company’s headquarters.

Upon crossing the threshold of the Anderson Group, she was struck by an all-pervading gloom.

Previously, an air of discipline and structure had prevailed here, with everyone focused on their

individual tasks in their assigned spaces, the corridors undisturbed by footfall.

Now, the scene has drastically altered. Clusters of people congregated in separate huddles, their

conversation echoing through the hallway.

The entrance was besieged by a throng of individuals, whose purpose was unclear.