Favo Novel
Chapter 109
“The concerned departments have already filed a lawsuit against the Moore Group regarding their financial troubles. Let them resolve it on their own.”
Jazlyn couldn’t hide her surprise.
Waylen’s sister was about to wed the Moore Group’s CEO, yet Waylen showed no intention of extending his aid.
Maintaining her professional demeanor, Jazlyn replied, “Very well, Mr. Fowler.”
She retreated to her desk and promptly amen to the Moore Grapes legal counselor.
Naturally, Harold soon became aware of the development.
His lack of astonishment was evident.
Clearly, Waylen’s actions were intentional. How could one expect his assistance?
This crisis left Harold drained of energy, leaving no room to pursue Rena or handle-Darren.
Waylen possessed remarkable capabilities, skillfully steering situations to his advantage.
Having been immersed in the business world for countless years, Harold had become ruthless and unsparing.
However, he begrudgingly acknowledged that he paled in comparison to , Waylen’s abilities!
Harold’s emotions were in turmoil.
He stood before the grand French window, indulging in one cigarette after another.
Recollections flooded his mind, back to the time when the Moore Group faced its gravest crisis. Strangely, he didn’t resort to smoking then, as Rena would gently chide, “Excessive smoking isn’t good for you.”
And then, she would slip a soothing mint candy into his mouth.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.
Back then, Harold found her gestures bothersome.
Despite her attractive appearance, she lacked the art of pleasing men.
Why did he endure four years with her? It was merely to manipulate Darren into becoming the scapegoat.
Yet, now that he had truly got rid of her, an emptiness pervaded his being.
Harold reassured himself that he was simply unaccustomed to this change!
A rap at the door interrupted his thoughts.
His secretary entered, bearing news of a predicament concerning a shopping mall he had purchased earlier in the year.
Nonchalantly, Harold uttered, “I shall go and investigate.”
Half an hour later, Harold’s car pulled up outside the shopping mall.