Chapter 1139
Chapter 1139:
The other interested buyers either insisted on long payment plans or had complications that made them completely unsuitable. This was her last chance.
“Miss Watson?” the caller asked after a long pause.
“Have you decided p>
Babette didn’t want to respond at all. But in the end, she had no choice but to give in. She agreed because she urgently needed the money. When the call ended, she dropped onto the sofa, her limbs heavy and her mind numb. It felt unreal.
The Watson Group’s accounts were bleeding, her personal finances were drained, and now she’d sold off her overseas assets at a loss. Everything added up to a staggering downfall.
A sudden knock on the office door disrupted her thoughts. Eugene entered, pushing Brandon’s wheelchair. The moment she saw him, a fresh wave of rage shot through her.
Before either of them could speak, she exploded, her voice trembling with anger.
“So what if Yaroslav Technology’s valuation has gone up? Millie only invested seventy-five million—barely anything p>
Brandon’s face remained calm.
Eugene stepped forward and said respectfully, “Miss Watson, Mr. Watson isn’t here to discuss that. Mr. Derek Watson has asked you both to return home. Mr. Watson came to deliver the message personally p>
Babette froze, staring at Brandon. His silence said it all—Eugene was telling the truth.
A choked scream escaped her throat as her fury broke loose again. In her mind, everything led back to Millie. Every loss, every humiliation—Millie was the root of it all.
Later that afternoon, at Elliott Group, Myron returned to the company for the scheduled meeting. He walked into the conference room and took his place at the head of the table.
“Let’s start,” he said.
“Go ahead p>
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Ignoring the curious stares directed at him, Myron carried on as if nothing had changed. By the end of the meeting, Myron still hadn’t mentioned Millie. That was the second time he had avoided bringing her up. As Myron walked out, everyone sat in stunned silence that slowly gave way to growing anxiety.
All through the meeting, people had been on edge, the tension so thick it was almost suffocating.
“Thank God he didn’t bring it up,” someone whispered.
“Even if he did, it’s not that big of a deal; it’s just a minor sum,” another replied.
“If you ask me, we can just wait for the next funding round. Better to hold off until there’s a clearer chance to invest. It’s just smart risk control,” a third suggested.
Meanwhile, Foley’s phone hadn’t stopped buzzing for days. Dozens of people kept calling, all wanting to know when the Series A Plus round would begin. So far, Foley had refused them all.
Everyone assumed he was waiting for more contracts to come through, letting the company’s value climb even higher before launching a new round. But then, out of nowhere, he made a sudden move.
“Alright. I’ve had enough people chasing me about it. I can’t keep delaying,” Foley said, his tone careful as if he were trying not to upset anyone.
“Besides, we’re starting to feel the pressure. The last round didn’t bring in enough money, anyway p>
That one casual comment sent shockwaves through the business world.
#YaroslavTechnologyOpensNewFundingRound FoleyCarterConfirmsSeriesAPlusLaunch