?Chapter 173:


    Acknowledging Wesley was nearly perfect in his appearance, Elena suddenlyprehended why so many were drawn to him. If he were to reveal even the slightest hint of warmth, his deep eyes could effortlessly captivate anyone who dared to look.


    As Elena stepped out of the Spencer estate, the oppressive heat outside quickly erased the lingering chill from within.


    While making her way toward the Harper residence, she casually scrolled through her emails.


    Foiclens wasn’t a sprawling metropolis. Word traveled fast. In just a few hours, nearly every enterprise had learned that the alliance between the Griffiths and Spencer families had fallen apart. But that wasn’t the worst of it—Darren had managed to antagonize both Wesley and Malcolm.


    Those who had hesitated before were now itching to make a move overnight.


    By morning, Elena’s inbox was flooded with emails from the Reed family’s business partners, all announcing their decision to sever ties with the Reed Group. Without the Spencer family’s backing, the Reed family no longermanded fear or respect.


    Elena skimmed through the emails, noting the unanimous intent to cut off cooperation with the Reeds. Tonight would be a long and restless one for the Reed family.


    A smirk yed on Elena’s lips as she vanished into the night, the dim glow of the streetlights casting an elongated shadow behind her—one that seemed almost menacing. A startled ck cat, lurking near a garbage bin, bolted into the undergrowth.


    At that moment, the Reed family was no different from that frightened creature.


    In the Reed household, tension hung thick in the air. Benjamin sat with a grim expression, his ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts. He lit another one, inhaling deeply.


    Cecily paced anxiously, brows furrowed. “How did this happen? These contracts were abruptly pulled! How should we fix the shortage of raw materials? The Griffiths family’s project just restarted with our investment, and now everything’s copsing!”


    The Reeds had barely weathered thest financial crisis, only to be hit with yet another catastrophe.


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    Frustration gnawed at Cecily—nothing seemed to be going their way.


    Sylvia pressed her lips together, gloom settling over her. She had once believed that reuniting with her biological family meant stepping into a world of wealth and privilege. Reality proved otherwise. Problems surfaced one after another, making her question whether the Reed family was truly affluent or just a facade. She had already begged Darren for funding once to uphold her status as a wealthy youngdy. If this deal crumbled, the Griffiths family’s treatment of her would only worsen.


    Sylvia said, “Dad, they terminated the contracts unterally, which vites contractw. They shouldpensate ourpany for the losses.”


    “Exactly!” Cecily seized on the idea, as if grasping a lifeline. “We should make them reimburse us for the damages!”


    Benjamin crushed his cigarette into the ashtray, irritation flickering in his eyes. “You two don’t understand a thing. The penalties for breaking the contracts are a drop in the oceanpared to the losses we’ll face if operations grind to a halt. This gap can’t be filled!”


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