Richard paused for a moment on the other end of the phone before softly asking, "Zara, did someone go to the company with something to apologize to Mr. Quinton?"
Zara was clearly surprised by the question. "How do you know about that?"
"Don't hold it against her. The troublemaker is someone else, and it has nothing to do with her. For my sake, let's just forget about it."
Richard's tone remained calm, as if he was simply making a casual suggestion.
However, Zara quickly sensed something was off.
Her younger brother had always been one to avoid meddling in trivial matters, and he was even too lazy to involve himself in internal family affairs. Yet now, he was making a phone call to plead on behalf of a woman. This was rather unusual.
Zara couldn't help but chuckle, her voice tinged wi
