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The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 437

I won't leave! Not unless you make me!

This was the promise Penelope made to Theodore. In the end, she couldn't bear to let him carry this burden alone.

News of Mrs. Stapleton's illness had spread, coming at a critical time of transition for the company. However, Theodore had already proven his capabilities, so he still had strong support from within the company and among its partners.

If all went well, Theodore was poised to take full control of the Zenith Group at this pivotal moment.

But, of course, something went wrong.

A food delivery robot developed by Stapleton Tech, a subsidiary of the Zenith Group, was involved in an accident where it injured a guest during a trial run at a Bishop Group hotel. Before Zenith Group could even investigate, the Bishop Group unilaterally canceled its massive order for ten thousand robots.

The fallout from the canceled order spread quickly. The market lost confidence, other major orders began to waver, and Stapleton Tech found itself mired in a public relations crisis.

While Stapleton Tech was just one subsidiary, it was the one Zenith Group had invested in most heavily, their vanguard for breaking into new markets. If Stapleton Tech were to fall, it would be a blow that could shake the entire Zenith Group to its core.

"Our company has signed the contract with the LUNA Group, and we'll be starting on-site in a few days," Hannah James reported, giving Penelope an update on their collaboration.

Penelope felt a pang of guilt. "I'm sorry, I haven't been to the office at all lately."

As a partner in their joint company, it wasn't right that she was so rarely there.

Hannah patted her arm. "Our company is stable. You don't need to worry about a thing."

Anyone in their circle knew at least something about the situation at the Zenith Group.

"We came out to relax. Let's put work aside. No more shop talk."

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