NovelEnglishChapter 433 Can't Lose Face 88% Finished The whispers around them varied in tone. Celeste couldn't help but overhear. A small laugh escaped her lips. "They've totally misunderstood everything. It's your presence that's causing all this chaos!" Charmaine sighed in resignation. "I'm heading to the bathroom for a minute." "Go ahead. I'll text you when things get started," Celeste replied, her voice light.
As Charmaine stood up, a waiter who had been standing nearby immediately moved to assist her.
Behind her, Celeste gasped in surprise. "Oh, my God, I was right! Maybe he really is interested in you, and you're too oblivious to notice!" Charmaine exited the event hall and made her way down the corridor toward the restroom.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJust as she entered a stall, her phone buzzed.
It was a message from Celeste.
They're starting already?! Curious, Charmaine opened the text, which was filled with exclamation marks, "Leah's here too!! And she's gone to the bathroom!!" Charmaine frowned. Before she could respond, she heard the sound of rapid footsteps approaching the restroom.
Leah, phone in hand, entered with a frustrated look, her voice sharp and low. "Hold on a second!" She opened each stall one by one, checking them quickly.
From the first stall to the second-to-last, they were all empty.
Her gaze stopped at the last stall.
With a firm push, Leah swung open the door.
Leah leaned against the wall, confirming the restroom was empty, then lowered her voice to a whisper. "Spill it quickly. Maxwell and I are at the auction." The silence seemed to echo in the restroom as the faint sound of Bennett's voice crackled through the phone speaker.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHis anxious tone filled the space. "My dear, you've got to help me. I've tried everything, but no one's buying our pre-made meals. The batch we made is just sitting there, and the warehouse can't hold it anymore!" Leah let out a bitter laugh. "Is this your first tin business? You can't just push products out with no demand. If no one's buying your meals, it means they're not up to standard. How do you expectto help you with that?" "They can't be bad. When we handed them out for free, they were gone in an instant!" 18:07 Thu, 17 Apr.
Chapter 433 Can't Lose Face ☐☐☐88% Finished The more he ranted, the angrier he got. "Damn it! I spent all that money treating those guys to drinks and women, and now that I need their help, they're all avoidinglike I have the plague. No one wants to do business withanymore. What am I supposed to do?!" Leah's irritation was clear as she pulled the phone away from her ear, her expression unreadable. "Didn't you say the person you hired was supposed to be great? Let them figure it out." "Ah, well... I'm embarrassed to ask for help." Bennett's voice softened, sounding pitiful. "I boasted to Cash about how I could handle everything, and now I have to go crawling back for help. I can't lose face like that!" Leah didn't hold back her mockery. "Ha, without money, who cares about face?"
Bennett ignored the insult and persisted, his tone insistent. "Leah, the Nelsons are treating you so well many now. They have so subsidiaries. If we could supply their cafeterias, forget about this batch-we'd be set for years. You'd be helping yourself too. Con and help your old man out, huh?" Leah's anger flared as she snapped.
"Do you have any idea what kind of situation I'm in with the Nelsons? Do you know how much Valda hates el me? How hard I'm working to keep their trust? And now you wantto get them to take your terrible food? Bennett, how could you even ask?" Her words seemed to have no impact on Bennett. If anything, he pressed harder, like a rat desperate for a way out.
"See? This is the opportunity we've been waiting for! Con, sweetie, the Nelsons would throw away their own flesh and blood. How long do you think they'll stay reliable? "You need to act quickly. Turn their resources and money into what belongs to our family. That's what's really yours!"
The words lingered in the air. For a brief moment, Leah's expressionn twisted in the mirror, her face flickering with rage. Slowly, the storm passed, and her features softened. "Wait for news from me." "Ha, I knew you could figure it out. It's all up to you now, sweetie."
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