Chapter 66
The Smith family urgently gathered for a pivotal family meeting.
Elijah was sitting at the head of the table, his expression incredibly grave. “As you all know, we
invested all our money into the Skylink project. Now that the Shadowtiger Group has copsed and
the project has been forced to halt, our family’s downfall seems imminent.”
Elijah looked much older than before. The Smith family used to project a strong image, even if they
were struggling behind the scenes. But they teetered on the brink of bankruptcy now.
Lyra was the first to voice up, “Grandpa, the Skylink project was all Lillian’s doing. If our Smith
family goes bankrupt, she’ll be the main culprit!”
“Exactly, this trouble was all caused by that wretch. She must take full responsibility,” Belinda
used angrily.
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Jamie and Lucas cast the me on Lillian. Even Ronan and Evelyn mocked her.
Tears streamed down Lillian’s face. She was feeling a torrent of hurt. She had pursued the Skylink
project intending to benefit the family, never anticipating such a dice oue..
However, she recognized that tears were futile. Sheposed herself and said, “Grandpa, I
acknowledge my part in this crisis. But dwelling on the past won’t help us now.
“We need to focus on sohing our immediate financial problems. Thepany needs a minimum of
one billion dors right away to avoid copse.
“Shut up!” Elijah’s sharp rebuke silenced the room as he fixed Lillian with a stem re. “Were it not
for your imprudent ambitions, our family wouldn’t be facing this dire predicament”
Belinda added with disdain,” would’ve urred.”
“Exactly, and what business do
ss do you h
have running
ing apany? Had you simply agreed to the arranged marriage with the Harris family, none of
this
Lillian pleaded tearfully, “Grandpa, please trust me. I’mmitted to steering the Smith Group
through this crisis.”
Furyced Elijah’s voice as he said, “Our two billion dors gone, most of it in loans! With a hole
that vast in our finances, how do you even n to fix this? We could sell everything you own and it
wouldn’t be enough to cover this mess.”
“Grandpa, Thave a suggestion,” Lyra intervened.
“what is it?” plijah asked desperately.
Lyra suggested with a confident smile ying on her lips. “Mr. Harris seems quite taken with our
cousin, Lillian. Perhaps she could speak with him? I’m certain he would be willing to inject one
billion dors to assist us.”
Seeing a glimmer of hope, Elijah turned to Lillian. “That’s our course of action. Approach Mr. Harris
at once. Whatever it takes, secure his financial backing of one billion dors.”
“Grandpa, but I-”
“Silence!” Elijah cut her off.
He said with a chilling tone, “If you fail to secure the funding from Mr. Harris, don’t bother returning ”
Meanwhile, Steven sat stiffly in the grand CEO’s office of the Harris Group.
A young woman in a business suit bustled around him, her cheerful efficiencya poor match for
Steven’s darkening mood. No matter what she did, he felt increasingly on edge.
“Mr. Harris, this isn’t working. Perhaps it’s time to consider a hospital visit,” she suggested.
“How dare you mock me!” Steven’s anger erupted instantly, resulting in him striking the woman
across the face twice.
“Mr. Harris, please, I didn’t mean any offense,” the woman pleaded, recoiling in tear and confusion.
She had done her utmost, yet Steven remained unaffected.
“Get off!” hemanded furiously, “Sebastian, you fiend, you’ve rendered me powerless. I swear, I
won’t rest until you’re dealt with!”
In a fit of rage, he swept his desk clean of its contents
Steven’s deep–seated animosity toward Sebastian originated from a public p at the bidding
event, which not only humiliated him but also led to his current impotence
Despite changing partners and trying various seductions daily, he hasn’t shown the slightest
biological response.
sent Sebastian’s p,
He went to the hospital for a check–up, but nothing was found wrong with him. In the end, the
diagnosis was a psychological disorder. All of this was because of which made him hate Sebastian
so much that he wanted to skin him alive.
While Steven muulled over his vendetta, the woman he had dismissed cautiously re–entered.
“Damn! I made myself clear, didn’t I? What makes you think you cane back? Are you seeking
death?” Steven bellowed, intimidating the woman. “Ma Huth, Ms. Lillian Smith from the Smith Group
is here. She’s requesting to see you,” she informed, her voice quivering with J