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Chapter 141
The visitor was none other than Angela's cold and unfeeling father, Bill.
That morning, as soon as Bill stepped out of his house, a crowd of reporters bombarded him.
They relentlessly pelted him with questions for nearly half an hour, giving him an extrheadache.
Thinking he could escape the chaos by heading to the company, he arrived only to find another group of people
waiting for him at the entrance.
To make matters worse, every employee in the company had already received a video of him and Judy holding a
funeral for Angela-all while she was still alive.
Now, everyone knew he had hurriedly organized a funeral for his daughter when she was perfectly fine. Before
long, Graham Group's stock price had plummeted to an all-tlow.
Bill had never faced such a crisis.
His first thought was that Angela was deliberately seeking revenge.
Angela spoke calmly, "And why would I do that? If | wanted to cause trouble, why didn't | release this right when
it happened?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBut Bill, still fuming with rage, wasn't in the mood to listen.
"I don't believe you, you cold-hearted, ruthless girl! You just want to ruin my reputation so you can inherit the
family fortune!"
Angela sighed.
She hadn't expected Dexter to push Bill this far.
“I don't need to ruin your reputation to inherit the family fortune. Isn't it better to inherit everything as your
rightful, legal heir?
"Why would | sabotage myself by doing something so foolish?" Angela's tone remained indifferent, tinged with a
hint of disdain.
It was as though a bucket of cold water had been poured over Bill, leaving him chilled to the bone.
As much as he hated to admit it, Angela had a point.
"You can all leave now," she said,
Soon, the spacious office was empty, leaving only the father and daughter behind.
Angela poured a cup of tea for her so-called father. "You made such a spectacle coming here Chapter 141
today; it's probably drawn a lot of attention.
“There could even be paparazzi across the street, just waiting to capture your every outburst. Dad, it's tto fix
the fence before all the sheep have run away."
The word 'Dad' nearly made Angela gag. The seafood pasta she'd eaten the night before was almost brought
back up.
Yet, Bill seemed to take her words seriously. He furrowed his brows as he sat down.
“It really wasn't you?” He shot her a cold glare. “Then who else could it be?”
Angela chuckled. "Naturally, it's Graham Group's rival company. Didn't you hear? DawnStar just started releasing
news about an open bidding process.
"Surely you know by now? They've made Graham Group their imaginary enemy. You'd better start planning
ahead."
"DawnStar is opening for bids?" Bill's eyes lit up as if he had just caught wind of a business opportunity. “Yes,”
Angela replied leisurely, watching him with amusement. “Mr. Snowden is looking for a cheaper manufacturing
partner to produce a large batch of mid-to-high-end luxury handbags for export."
The bait had been set. All that was left was for the prey to bite.
Sure enough, Bill's expression shifted, his emotions clearly fluctuating.
He seemed to want to ask if Graham Group could secure an inside track, but he hesitated, worried this might be
ssort of trick by Angela, leaving him indecisive.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAt that moment, Clara knocked and entered the room. "Ms. Graham, here are the bidding documents. Mr.
Snowden asked you to review them."
Angela took the stack of papers and casually flipped through them, her brows gradually relaxing. "Callum trusts
you that much? He's letting you handle such a big project?" Bill stared at her in disbelief. "You're really
underestimating me. Haven't you been keeping up with the news?" Angela sneered. "I'm currently the
department head in the design division. It's perfectly normal forto independently oversee a project like this.
"In fact, | already have information on several companies. Mr. Snowden wantsto choose one for an on- site
evaluation."
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