The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call



Chapter 1680 Going All Out

Dominic Standford, who had been rambling earlier about how all the measures were for the students' benefit and to support the teachers, now seemed paralyzed.

Not only did he fail to utter a single word, but beads of sweat were also starting to form on his forehead under Lucas' intense gaze.

He had completely lost the urge to drink the tea he had been sipping so leisurely earlier. In fact, even wiping the sweat from his brows seemed like an act he didn't dare to attempt.

Wynter raised an eyebrow. "Do you have nothing to say, Mr. Standford? Then, Mr. Hollis should be able to speak on his behalf."

The deputy director, Olivian Hollis, was noticeably calmer. "Indeed, the schools have various problems, and we've been investigating these issues for some time.

"This includes assessing whether certain individuals are suitable for leadership positions in schools. We've tried to make the best choices possible.

"As for the cases of students going missing abroad, those involve far-reaching matters. All these students left through legal channels, and their entry and exit records are documented.

"If a child decides not to return because they find life abroad better, forcing them to come back isn't something we can do. Also, such cases don't strictly fall under our jurisdiction. As for the cafeteria issues, we've addressed them repeatedly."

He turned his gaze to the opposite side of the room, looking at Kaeya Langston, another director. "Mr. Langston can attest to this. We emphasize this issue every time we have meetings with school representatives.

"We've practically hammered it into them. The students' food safety is paramount and non- negotiable. Even if the cafeteria is outsourced, the school must appoint specific personnel to oversee inspections.

"But despite our instructions, the implementation at the lower levels often doesn't reflect our directives."

Kaeya nodded in agreement. "What Mr. Hollis said is accurate. It's not that we haven't taken action—it's just that there are often many challenges when it comes to executing our directives."

When it came to responsibility, it had always been a cycle of shifting blame, with each party deflecting it onto the other. When something went wrong, no one wanted to take the blame. Everything was conveniently attributed to the lower levels.

Their words were just like what the report said, "The issue was caused by the school's lack of oversight, allowing the cafeteria to be outsourced to a disreputable vendor, leading to the current food safety problems."

"You've said so much, but let me sum it up in one sentence." Wynter mimicked his tone. The school's problems have nothing to do with us. It's all their decisions. Any incidents that happen are on the outsourcing. As for us? We're diligent and incorruptible."

Hearing this, Olivian's face flushed red, then turned pale. Though frustrated, he restrained his anger, mindful of Wynter's status.Content is © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

He could only force a smile. "That's not what I meant. We'll take it if it's our responsibility. It's just that these issues are complex and not so easily resolved. The priority isn't about assigning blame right now but addressing the problem effectively."

"It's good to know you're willing to take responsibility, Mr. Hollis." Wynter finally placed a photo on the table. "Here's a record of the credentials for Mindcrest High School. You signed off on them yourself.

"While the principal may not have had direct contact with you, the now-detained Mr. Nord did, didn't he?"

At this, Olivian's face paled instantly.

Wynter continued calmly, "Of course, Mr. Nord was just the person on the surface. Behind the scenes, the one you were really dealing with was Fredric, wasn't it?"

At Wynter's words, Kaeya raised his head, his expression clearly one of shock. It seemed he truly didn't know about this. "Mr. Hollis, what did you discuss with Mr. Monty?"

After all, the credentials for this area had been under his jurisdiction.

"Just some usual work negotiations..." Olivian's gaze darted everywhere.

Wynter chuckled dryly. "You're truly persistent, Mr. Hollis. You won't give up until the very end, will you? It makes sense though-after all, this project was under your authority from the start. I suppose it could be called 'work negotiations,' indeed."