Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

Chapter 722: Not well-raised

A director nodded in agreement.

They were just as confused as George.

How could Caesar harm the company's interests?

How could the crown prince commit treason? The emperor had no intention of deposing him.

Anton's Adam's apple rolled violently: "You obviously ordered me to do it! I was just telling the truth!"

Old Wilson coughed loudly, and the conference room immediately became quiet.

The old man's sharp eyes stayed on Anton for a few seconds: "You said that Caesar instructed you to leak the secret, do you have any evidence?"

"Yes!" Anton seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, "I have a backup of the email Caesar sent me! It's with Director Albert..."

Everyone's eyes turned to Albert.

Albert nodded, calmly took out his mobile phone from his suit pocket, turned on the screen, then placed the phone on the table and pushed it to the last director, motioning him to pass it on.

"George and I have confirmed it," Albert sighed and said regretfully, "It was indeed sent from Caesar's email. Caesar, how do you explain this?"

The last director looked at the screen and passed it to the director next to him with an unhappy expression. The phone was passed from one director to another, and the temperature in the meeting room seemed to drop by one degree with each person passing through it.

The phone was passed to Yan Huai. He looked at the email, handed it to the person next to him, and smiled calmly: "He is my personal secretary. It is easy for him to access my computer and email. How difficult is it to send an email to myself using my email?"

He looked at Anton and said, "Apart from this unidentified email, I'm afraid you can't produce any other evidence, right?"

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly froze, as if even the air had stopped flowing. The directors glanced back and forth between Caesar and Anton, and everyone's face was full of hesitation.

Yan Huai's defense is indeed reasonable and well-founded.

Financial Director Martha nodded thoughtfully: "Caesar is right. One email alone is not enough to convict. Anton, as Caesar's secretary, you should know that such an important decision requires multiple confirmations."

Anton's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he clenched his fists. "I... I did call Caesar to confirm, but it kept saying that he was out of service area!"

He pointed anxiously at the screen of the mobile phone passed to Martha and said, "Look at the time the email was sent. It was 8:00 p.m. on February 28th. At that time, I was in the hospital accompanying my mother. How could I have touched Caesar's computer?"

The cold light reflected by the lens obscured Yan Huai's eyes. He said calmly, "Maybe you set it to be sent on time?" He turned to Andre, "And at 8 o'clock that night, I was having dinner with Uncle Andre, Deputy Director Johnson, and John from Hawkeye Technology to discuss technical details. It was impossible for me to send you an email. My phone was always connected."

Andre immediately agreed: "Yes, we were in the private room of the Four Seasons Hotel from seven to ten o'clock. John, the technical director of Hawkeye Technology, and the waiter can testify to this."

Anton's face turned even paler, and he shouted excitedly: "Then...then it may also be that you set a timer to send it!"

Yan Huai: "..."

A few chuckles were heard in the conference room.

Compared to Anton, the directors still trust Caesar more because they really can't find any reason why Caesar would betray the company.

"If we can't find out the truth, I think we should hand it over to the police," suggested a director.

Things came to a standstill here.

As Anton said, there are emails proving that he leaked the documents because of Caesar's words.

After all, his mother was still waiting for funding from the Wilson Foundation for surgery, so why would she betray the company for no reason?

But as Caesar said, he was out socializing when the email was sent and could not be convicted.

My head hurts. I'd better let the police investigate.

"Yes, now that we have found the person who leaked the information, let's first discuss how to recover the company's losses."

George stroked his chin thoughtfully: "Wait, is there a third possibility?"

He looked around at everyone. "Could it be that someone else had access to Caesar's computer and used his email to send instructions to Anton, thus achieving the purpose of leaking the information and putting the blame on Caesar?"

This assumption caused a brief silence in the meeting room.

Several directors were whispering to each other, apparently thinking seriously about this possibility.

I have to say, this is indeed possible.

Albert suddenly sneered: “George, everyone, have you forgotten the surveillance provided by the security department just now?”

He tapped the documents on the table. "Since Caesar came back, no one has touched his office computer except Caesar himself."

Yan Huai's face changed.

"Yes..." A director slapped his forehead as if he had suddenly realized something, and glanced at Old Wilson and Yan Huai's faces, "The surveillance shows that only Caesar has used that computer."

"Could it really be that Caesar leaked it..."

"How could this be?"

The directors murmured.

Considering this point, Caesar's rebuttal is untenable.

The grumpy director stood up, pointed at Yan Huai's nose and cursed, "Caesar, the family treats you well, why did you leak company secrets?!"

Old Wilson had a gloomy face and said, "Caesar, explain it to me clearly!"

"Dad, I'm innocent. I don't know what this email is about! How could I possibly harm the company's interests?!" Yan Huai was confused and angry.

“Caesar, don’t quibble.” Albert looked at Caesar with great sorrow and shook his head in disappointment. “Yes, you suffered when you were lost as a child, but Big Brother and Big Sister-in-law have been making up for you all these years. Isn’t it because they don’t agree with you and that woman from Country Z? Not only did you disobey, but you even hold a grudge and are willing to hurt the interests of the company. Do you deserve Big Brother’s cultivation by doing this?!”

"A woman from Country Z? What's going on?" a director couldn't help but ask.

"Caesar was away for such a long time, not to the branch office, but to please a woman from Country Z. My brother said he went to the branch office to cover up for him." Albert sighed, and a trace of calculation flashed across his lowered eyes.

"Chairman, is this true?" someone asked.

Old Wilson's face was gloomy, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing that he acquiesced, the irritable director said angrily: "How could this happen? You are too irresponsible to treat the interests of the company as a joke, Caesar!"

"How can someone who doesn't care about the interests of the family be the heir?"

"After all, he was raised by someone else, so he still can't be tamed."

"..."

George couldn't help but shake his head in disappointment.

As for the issue of leaking secrets, it is still debatable, but Caesar's abandoning the company for a woman touched the directors' sore spot.

Everyone hopes that the head of the family can lead the clan members to improve the interests of the family.

They don't need an heir, no matter how capable he is, but he doesn't take the family seriously.

What they need is a leader who is accountable to the interests of the directors and the family.

A director snorted coldly, "In my opinion, we should hand over Caesar and Anton to the police now."