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Chapter 72

    Chapter 72


    On her way home after meeting Dn, Arabe suddenly received a call. Recognizing the familiar


    number on the screen, she hit the button on her steering wheel to hang up


    But Attlee was persistent, calling again and again.


    “What do you want?” Finally, Arabe picked up, her toneced with irritation,


    “Be. I’ll cut to the chase. I saw you having dinner with the head honcho of Allbara Investment Group


    tonight. Are you two acquainted?”


    “What’s it to you?” Arabe was surprised that he called to ask such a trivial question and was about to


    hang up.”


    “Be, straight up, is Dn into you? Is he wooing you?”


    Arabe was speechless.


    “Don’t tell me you’re the one who told him not to coborate with ourpany. If you want to marry into


    a rich family, you’ve got to have some dough too, right?” Arabe’s icy eyes shed with coldness,


    “What are you implying?”


    “Your biological parents are in the countryside, they could never afford this lifestyle. It’s embarrassing!


    But I could have your back; imagine how it sounds: the richest man in Tranquil City is your father. Eve


    got all the gifts sorted. That way you could marry into the wealthy family without a hitch!”


    Arabe said coldly, “What do you want?”


    “As long as you get me in touch with Dn, arrange a meeting, and facilitate our coboration again..


    “No can do.”


    Just as Arabe was about to hang up, she heard him pleading. “Be, I raised you for eighteen years!


    Are you really going to leave me high and dry? Thepany is in crisi


    “What’s that got to do with me?” Arabe said coldly, “I don’t know where you get off telling me this. My


    grandma raised me, not you. Have you ever contributed a dime to me in these years? Have you ever


    visited me?”


    Every year during the holidays, she was sent to learn various things from a bunch of old guys. Her so–


    called parents never noticed how she spent her holidays! It’s easy to guess how often they came


    home!


    was busy making money; I had no choice.”


    Arabe ended the call, she couldn’t be bothered wasting her time with him.


    “What did Arabe say?” Waiting nearby, Olga saw Attlee’s depressed look after he hung up and


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    immediately understood what happened ‘She refused?”


    “I told you! Be nicer to her! But you didn’t listen, and now she doesn’t want to help us! Attlee sighed,


    unsure what to do next.


    Olga was fuming: “It’s not like we only have her to rely on! And she definitely won’t help us, what about


    Yoli? The VIP ward must have been arranged by the Panter family. Let’s invite the Panter family out for


    dinner tomorrow night and exin our situation to them. Besides Allbara Investment, there are two


    other groups that refuse to work with us, right? Those two groups are close with the Panter family, so


    let’s ask the Panter family to be our go–between.”


    “That’s the only way.”


    Thinking about the Panter family’s help, Attlee felt a little better. “Someone, call Yolu


    He had something to say


    Just then, Ynda came running down the stairs, excitedly saying, “Dad, Mom, I won second ce in


    the national pianopetition!”


    “What?” Attlee and Olga didn’t expect their daughter to be so talented Wasn’t she raised by a cleaning


    Ynda quickly brought her phone to them and said, “Look, these are ther results! Serena won first


    ce, and I won second“”


    “You’re only second to a billionaire’s daughter” Olga was so proud of her that she couldn’t help but say,


    “This is a golden opportunity”


    Attlee also realized, “Yoli, with the award, do you think you could invite Zachary and his family out for


    dinner?”


    “Invite Zachary’s parents too.” Ynda was a bit surprised.
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