The hospital's entrance was bursting with activities when Rowan's car arrived and parked.
Rowan stepped out of the car and he was a messy sight.
Food stains splattered his suit; dried sauce was crusted on his shoulder, rice grains stuck to his collar, dark wet patches spreading across the expensive fabric.
The reporters lurking around the hospital premises, waiting for the arrival of the CEO instantly became energetic when they saw his appearance.
Camera flashes erupted the moment his feet hit the pavement.
"Mr. Donovan! How many employees have died?"
"Are you taking responsibility for the contamination?"
"Will you resign?"
"Is DOV Foods filing for bankruptcy?"
Teyana moved immediately, positioning himself between Rowan and the cameras, her arms spread wide.
"Mr. Donovan has no comment at this time. Please respect the families' privacy during this difficult---"
"Mr. Donovan, do you have anything to say to your deceased staff's family?"
Rowan's feet stopped moving.
