With Dr. Smith''s medication research sessfully concluded, it was no surprise thatn would make his move.


    Vanessa had a huge appetite, and a thirty-million-dor stake in Yeaton Holdings was enough to satisfy her ambition. Ian had supported Yeaton Holdings'' public offering precisely for this day.


    Now that the experiment was over, the price for Vanessa holding him hostage for a decade was the bankruptcy of Yeaton Holdings, and her thirteen percent stake was now worthless.


    The internal crisis at Yeaton Holdings had started long ago. To keep investors calm, Rnd had been desperately trying to conceal it, but the inevitable explosion could not be hidden forever.


    Inside Vanessa''s vi, the sound of a ss shattering echoed.


    Crimson wine sttered everywhere.


    Her hands trembling, she opened her stock app. When she saw that Yeaton Holdings'' stock had plummeted to its daily limit down, her legs nearly gave out. She leaned against a table, breath catching. "No... this can''t be happening."


    If this was real, didn''t that mean her thirteen percent stake in thepany was now just a fantasy?


    No, this was thergest fortune she had painstakingly acquired fromn over the years, the foundation for her future security.


    Even if her father''s management was poor, it shouldn''t have caused the stock to plummet to rock bottom. This could only mean that an invisible hand was crushing Yeaton Holdings from behind the scenes.


    A crazed hatred red in Vanessa''s eyes. She finally gritted her teeth and cursed, n-you''re so cruel."


    For the past ten years, she had used her status as the world''s only donor to manipten, obtaining the resources and connections that made her who she was today. Had transferred the thirteen percent stake to her when Yeaton Holdings was at its peak. She had never imagined it was a trap, nor did she expect him to discard her so quickly once she was no longer useful.


    At the same time, he pulled the rug out from under Yeaton Holdings, driving it


    directly into bankruptcy. This was clearly his revenge against her.


    Just then, Vanessa''s phone rang. She nced at it, and her heart clenched. It was her father.


    She didn''t want to answer, but she didn''t dare ignore it. Forcing herself to calm down, she picked it up. "Hello, Dad."


    "Vanessa, where are you? Get over to Goodwin & Co. right now and help me see Mr. Goodwin," Rnd''s anxious voice came through the line.


    "Dad? You''re at Goodwin & Co. now?" Vanessa''s heart sank, and panic washed over her face. How could she tell her father that their greatest enemy at this moment wasn?


    "Dad, I—I have something going on here, I can''t get away," Vanessa stammered, making an excuse.


    Rnd''s tone on the other end erupted in fury. "Vanessa, what could possibly be more important than the survival of thepany? Get over here now! Make Mr. Goodwin give Yeaton Holdings another chance, for your sake. Vanessa, you''re the only one who can save us now."


    Vanessa bit her lip hard. She remembered two years ago, when she had pleaded withn to help her father. At the time,n had refused; associating with the infamous Yeaton Holdings would only tarnish his own name.


    But Vanessa was being pursued relentlessly by Henry Holt at the time. She had put


    on a diamond ring in front ofn, threatening to ept Henry''s proposal if he didn''t


    help.


    Given how much Henry cared for her then, he would have immediately cut ties withn and even paid the ten-billion-dor breach of contract fee for her.


    To this day, Vanessa still remembered the look inn''s eyes that day-cold, with a hint of disgust, yet he had stillpromised.