This sentence instantly made Grant's face turn pale.
The firewood in the fireplace snapped into two, and the sparks softly burst, as if startling Count Minto, causing his shoulders to tremble slightly.
Rice couldn't help but curse under his breath, "Damn it!"
Russell raised his hand, signaling everyone to quiet down, "I know everyone is not in a good mood today. But please remember, we are here to solve problems today, not to blame colleagues."
Speaking of which, Russell lifted the copy of the "Westminster Review" on the table, "I suppose everyone has read Mill's editorial, haven't they?"
The room fell silent at first.
Russell put down Mill's essay, and no one reached for the latest edition of the "Westminster Review" because the contents of the article had already been swirling in their minds time and again.
