Chapter 469
The butler swiftly ushered in a man who appeared to be in his thirties.
"Mr. Collins, hello, I am Mr. Carson's assistant."
Tristan Collins replied, "We are sincerely sorry for Mr. Carson's predicament, but as you should know, legally, we are not at fault. My daughter was merely fulfilling a normal order, making the product to meet the customer's needs. She had no knowledge of its intended use."
Even though his words were meant to be comforting, they still sounded arrogantly assertive coming from Tristan.
"Go back and tell Mr. Carson that I wish to meet him in person, to thoroughly discuss this matter."
The assistant offered a formal, insincere smile, "That was indeed Mr. Carson's intention. He will be expecting you at the Radiantview Hotel at ten o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow."
Having conveyed the message, the assistant prepared to leave.
