"Understood." Gavin ended the call and continued with his report.
Vanessa stared at the disconnected call, her heart sinking to the abyss. Wasnpletely refusing to see her? Tears of humiliation welled in her eyes, but her face was a mask of defiance. She took a deep breath and dialed Walden Wells''s number. He was herst hope.
"Walden, are you busy?" Vanessa''s voice was choked with emotion.
"What''s wrong, Vanessa? Did someone upset you?" Walden Wells''s voice sounded sympathetic on the other end.
"No one upset me. It''s just that my father''spany is in a bit of trouble. Could you possibly-help my dad?"
"Yeaton Holdings?" Walden Wells was clearly aware of the situation.
"Yes, my dad''spany stock is having some problems. Could you—"
Walden Wells cut her off. "Vanessa, it''s not that I don''t want to help you. But given the shape Yeaton Holdings is in right now, anyone who gets involved is going to get burned."""Walden, if you''d just inject some capital-"
He interrupted her again. "Vanessa, I''ve looked into your father''spany. How about this? I''ll give him a piece of advice: file for bankruptcy sooner rather thanter. He''ll end up with less debt."
Vanessa''s heart turned to ice. She managed a bitterugh. "Walden, won''t you help, even for my sake?"
There was a few seconds of silence before Walden Wells''s tone suddenly turned cold. "Vanessa, I, Walden Wells, am never short of women, especially not women who can y the piano. Do you understand?"
The words hit Vanessa like a p across the face. She finally understood that in Walden Wells''s eyes, she was nothing more than a ything.
"Don''t worry, Vanessa. After your family goes bankrupt, I''ll take care of you," Walden Wells added as a flimsy constion.
Vanessa heard the click of the phone hanging up. She gasped for air, her entire body stiff.
Compared ton''s openly brutal approach, Walden Wells was more like a cunning, cold-blooded snake - even less trustworthy.
The crisis at Yeaton Holdings was like the sky falling for the Yeaton family.
Mrs. Yeaton was frantically calling everyone she knew for help. Faye
Yeaton sat in the living room, still
satir
unable to process the news. Hermet
father''s worth of nearly thirty billion had evaporated overnight and she hadn''t even had a chance to enjoy it.
Her status as the heiress of Yeaton Holdings was about to be a joke.
How could this happen? Faye almost forgot she had an old ssmate, Horace, who was a vice president at her father''spany.
She called Horace, wanting to understand the situation.
"Faye, I''ve been exhaustedtely. If you want to know what''s going on,e over to my ce. I''ll exin everything in detail," Horace said.
Faye was desperate to know about her father''spany. Without a second thought, she said, "Okay, I''ll be right over."
When Faye arrived at Horace''s apartment, she rushed in and asked anxiously, "Horace, how is my dad''spany? Can it be saved?"
Horace calmly got her a ss of water. "Don''t rush. Have some water first, and then I''ll tell you everything."
Faye took the ss and drank. She was thirsty from rushing over, but she failed to notice the fleeting smile in Horace''s eyes.
"Do you want me to tell you the truth? Your dad''spany-" Horace sat down and began to talk.
"What is going on with my dad''spany?"
"From what I know, someone is behind the scenes, targeting your dad''spany. I''m not sure who it is. You should ask your dad if he''s offended someone."
Faye was even more confused. "How would I know? Weren''t you promoted to vice president? You should know! Tell me."
Horace looked at her tone and
couldn''t help but smile. Faye haet
alwayspoken to him like this, as if He were her dog to be ordered
around at will.
In the past, he had willingly been her dog. Now, Horace felt that Faye wasn''t so high
and mighty anymore.
"Faye, do you remember when I got expelled from university for you?" Horace suddenly brought up the past.