He lowered his head, brushed off his pants, and sat back on the chair looking disheveled.
Laura Rhys was patient, nudging him bit by bit.
"Didn't you say before you wanted to be Cora Lowell's right-hand person? But what does a right-hand person do? They stand up and make decisions when it counts!"
She paused, looking Julian West directly in the eyes.
"Back then, everyone was counting on you to make decisions, and what did you do? Lay on the ground crying?"
Hearing this, Julian West's face alternated between red and white.
No one spoke, merely watching the mother and son.
Is it really a good idea to entrust such an important project from Jadefall Hospital to this young lad?
It's a medical project with a billion-dollar investment involving dozens of partners.
If something goes wrong, the whole family could be dragged down.
Is this nurturing a successor?
This is practically using a golden bowl as a food dish!
