Novel & Cerita Conflict Of Interest Synonym

I didn’t touch it. Instead, I studied her face. She noticed the way I observed her. “You look uncomfortable,” she said lightly. “I am,” I replied without hesitation. “Your family doesn’t have the best reputation for transparency.” Liam stiffened. “Adrian, that’s unfair. The board already reviewed everything.” “The board reviews papers,” I said calmly. “I review people.” Anna leaned forward slightly. “And what do you see when you look at me?” “A conflict of interest,” I answered immediately. “You’re not just representing your father. You’re trying to get personally involved with my brother.”

“This isn’t professional and you know it.” One of his brows lifted slightly. “You think this is emotional?” “I think you’re making a mistake.” Nathaniel was quiet for a moment. Then he folded his hands neatly across the desk. “I don’t believe I can represent Lucian Dhark objectively anymore.” There it was. Not anger. Not accusation. Something worse. Controlled disappointment. I swallowed hard. “Nathaniel—” “Conflicts of interest exist for a reason, Claire.” The words landed softly. Precisely.

There and gone. “Yes,” he said. “Your name is on it,” I said. “Yes.” He set his fork down. Picked up his glass. Drank. Set it back in its exact place. “You are a student in my faculty. When a faculty member has a personal connection to a student a conflict of interest exists. Protocol required the flag.” “We did not have a personal connection when you flagged it,” I said. “The flag came before the contract.” He looked at me directly.

It was the measured look of someone who had already won something and was waiting for the other person to understand it. Mac sat down. Cloe sat beside him. “Mr. Harlow,” the lawyer said. “Thank you for making time.” “You have five minutes,” Mac said. “Use them.” The lawyer opened her folder. “My client believes that Ms. Vane’s employment at Harlow Group represents a direct conflict of interest. Ms. Vane is currently engaged in divorce proceedings with my client, who has an established professional relationship with this company. Her presence in a senior administrative role gives her access to confidential correspondence, financial records, and scheduling information that could be weaponised

The set of his jaw had changed—still tense, still holding something, but less like a fist and more like a hand waiting to open. "The Austin subsidiary," he said. "I guessed," Elijah said. "They had three separate instances of non-disclosed conflicts of interest in the past eighteen months," Alexander said. "The managing partner knew. The board didn't." He paused, and Elijah watched him make a decision about how much to share. "The managing partner was the one approving the contracts. He had a financial interest in two of the vendors. He didn't disclose it because he knew it would trigger a review." "Is that illegal?"

"You should also be aware that Oriental Glory will have some conflict of interest with Plath Corporation in some projects and industries." "This is inevitable. As far as I know, the freight and export trade of Miller Corporation and Plath Corporation also have conflicts of interest. The market is only so big. Everyone can eventually make good money together. Now competitors cannot compete against each other, we should huddle together to keep warm."

That concerns me more than his complaints. “What.” He swallows. “If it understands multiple viewpoints at once… what happens when it understands conflict.” Silence. Because that is the correct question. Difference is harmless. Conflict is directional. Conflict creates winners and losers. Power. Control. Manipulation. The point waits. Still. As if listening. “It may already understand conflict,” I say. “Yes,” Aidan replies. “But not allegiance.” That matters. Conflict can be observed externally. Allegiance must be chosen. The point shifts toward Aidan’s last vector.

The older man across from me clears his throat. “We have received some concerning reports.” I glance briefly at Selene. Then back at him. “What kind of reports?” “Reports suggesting a conflict of interest.” My stomach tightens. “I’m not sure what you mean.” Selene speaks before anyone else can answer. “It means your professional relationship with the CEO may not be entirely professional.” The room becomes silent. All eyes move toward me. I force myself to stay calm. “That accusation is inappropriate.” “Is it?” Selene replies smoothly.

Cilian adds, "And Alex owns a share in Sinic. I found our while doing my research." My enthusiasm collapses instantly. "Guys, this is impossible. Conflict of interest. You've heard the term, right?" "We know,” Cilian supplies. “But Alex doesn't have to be directly involved. Like with Wood and Ward, he can use a proxy, a front." I stand up abruptly. "This is getting too complicated for me to follow." "You could have a share too, Dana," Cilian says quickly. "Please. This could be huge." Jack adds his voice, "Cilian needs this."

"She's trying to do business with us. This is a massive conflict of interest." "Is it?" I challenge. "We had sex once. A week ago. That doesn't preclude us from doing business with her." "Doesn't it?" Marco stands now too, his grey eyes flashing. "How are we supposed to maintain objectivity? How are we supposed to sit in board meetings with a woman we've all been inside?" The crude phrasing makes me flinch, but he's not wrong. "We're professionals," I say, but even I can hear how weak it sounds. "We can separate business from personal."