Chapter 183 Sinking Ship
Chapter 183 Sinking Ship
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The tform was about a foot and a half high. In her high heels, Winona jumped down, only to stumble and fell onto the ground.
Pain shot through her ankle, but she didn’t care. She kept moving, panic driving her in one direction.
The crowd didn’t know why she suddenly looked so frantic. Instinctively, they stepped aside, making way for her.
Winona ran straight at Tracy and grabbed her hand. “Was it you? Was it you who did this? You’re trying to set me up!”
Her hands trembled uncontrobly. Her grip tightened, nails digging into Tracy’s skin.
Tracy frowned slightly, about to shake her off, when Ronald stepped forward and caught Winona’s wrist.
The sharp pain made Winona’s fingers loosen. A secondter, Ronald flung her off so hard she hit the ground with a heavy thud.
Already shaken, Winona copsed on the ground and looked pale and shaken.
Ronald’s looked down at Tracy’s reddened wrist, his hand instinctively curling into a tight fist.
“Winona!” he snapped.
Tracy, sensing his anger, whispered softly, “I’m fine.”
She pulled her hand back, then turned her eyes on Winona.
Walking closer, she stood over Winona and said coldly, “Whether this was a setup or not, the police will find out soon enough. Everyone else has already faced their consequences. Winona, I’ll make sure you do too for her.”
She didn’t mention Patricia’s name. Victims shouldn’t be remembered by what was done to them.
But Winona instantly knew who Tracy meant.
Her lips trembled as she shook her head, her face ghostly pale. “Why?”
Tracy and Patricia had barely known each other, and the incident had happened years ago. So why bring it
up now?
Her only reply came from the murmurs around them and the shes of countless cameras.
The Millers had poured money into advertising this conference for weeks.
The Millers had spent a fortune online, pushing ads to make the Investor Conference look as grand as possible. They invited reporters, and to boost their national reputation, Tony even hired several top influencers to livestream the event.
So before the Millers even realized what was happening, everything had already spread across the
inte.
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Chapter 183 Sinking Ship
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By the time the staff’s managed to shut down the giant screen and clear away the livestream equipment, the police had arrived-called in by concerned viewers. They carried Winona out as she copsed on the floor, still screaming at the top of her lungs.
“It wasn’t me! I’m being framed! Somebody set me up-I swear it’s not me!”
What should have been a polished, wless conference had turned into an embarassing mess. And while the Millers’ reputation was ruined, the ones humiliated even more were the Renaults, who hosted the
event.
Matthew’s father, Avery Renault, had been in business for decades. He had never endured anything this shameful. Before the reporters could catch him, he and his wife had left the venue in anger.
Before leaving, Avery shot Matthew a furious re. “This is the wless conference you promised me? Look at the mess you made! You stay here and clean it up. If you can’t handle it …”
He didn’t finish. Avery just gave a cold snort and stormed off, leaving Matthew’s forced smile stiff and frozen.
Matthew had been the one who pushed hard to let the Millers handle the event. Avery hadn’t liked the idea but went along because Matthew’s past performance had been reliable.
Now the Millers had thrown him into a full-blown disaster.
And just when Matthew was barely keeping his cool, Tony rushed up in a panic, clinging to him like someone drowning. He grabbed Matthew’s hand. “Mr. Renault, you have to help us! You’re the only one who can fix this!”
This sudden outburst drew eyes from every direction, and soon a crowd was watching them closely.
Already burning with anger, Matthew ripped his hand free. “Help you? Mr. Miller, let me remind you—my family signed a contract with your family to hold this conference. Now, because of your scandal, we’ve taken huge losses. And you still have the nerve to ask me for help?”
If not for all the eyes on him, Matthew would’ve dly kicked the useless fool right then and there.
Tony froze, stunned at how openly he said it. But he realized quickly that Matthew’s words weren’t only meant for him-they were spoken loudly on purpose so everyone around would hear. He was dumping all the me on the Millers.
Tony had always known Matthew looked like a polished gentleman on the surface, but underneath he was more cunning-and more ruthless-than anyone.
Therefore, years ago, Tony had been careful enough to keep a backup n in case things went wrong.
And right now, he was more grateful than ever for that choice.
Tony stepped closer, lowering his voice, teeth clenched, and face tense. “Mr. Renault, whether you like it or not, you will help me.”
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