Chapter: 503
As per the workplace insurance policy, fatalities resulting from alcohol or drug use couldn't be categorized as work-related injuries.
This meant if a worker, under the influence, met with an accident or lost his Life, it wouldn't qualify as a job-related injury.
The primary responsibility would rest with the worker, the company assuming a secondary role in such situations.
Blakely Group's official stance was to abide by the police investigation's findings and act within the boundaries of the law.
Some online commentators argued that the Blakely family's substantial wealth negated the need for a fabricated tale to evade mere millions in compensation. They didn't have to.
Others expressed their opinions that if the worker indeed got drunk on duty and caused the fire, then Blakely Group could be viewed as a victim too.
This perspective drew anger from many, accusing the commentator of siding with Blakely Group.
The administrative review process would require some time.
Meanwhile, discussions about the fire continued unabated. Numerous individuals anxiously awaited the final outcome.
Meanwhile, Blakely Group's stocks plummeted, leaving the stock market in chaos, filled with murmurs of disappointment and muttered curses.
The company's fraught atmosphere was palpable to Sabrina during her working hours. The incessant phone calls in the CEO's office, mostly from media outlets seeking a scoop on the situation, kept the lines buzzing.
The secretary's response to all queries was, “The matter is under consideration."
Sabrina received a message from a secretary. "Mr. Blakely called to request your avoidance of public appearances, particularly during your commute."
Aware of some media's relentless pursuit for ratings, Sabrina understood their potential focus on her and agreed to the cautionary advice.
She couldn't resist inquiring, "When is he expected back?"
The secretary answered, "He didn't specify."
The building where the fire originated was now cordoned off, and the employees had been temporarily Laid off.
Two senior executives emerged from the elevator, heading towards the provisional CEO's office.
Nobody could ascertain Tyrone's mood over the phone, but as Blakely Group's senior executives, they were expected to manage the situation.
Tyrone gazed out the French windows at the charred building with a coffee cup in hand.