Chapter 617
Chapter 617:
“Someone in the family is working with Rosie?” Shepard frowned, finding it hard to believe. Why would anyone from the Harper family risk their interests just to help Rosie?
Just then, Brenna’s phone buzzed with two incoming messages.
Brenna had asked Ethan and Thiago to investigate Rosie. By morning, they had discovered that Jacob Harper, Luther’s younger brother’s underachieving grandson, was the mole. Repeatedly turned down for executive roles at the Harper Group by Shepard, Ernst, and Lennon because of his incompetence, Jacob had nurtured a bitter grudge that had grown into a desire to see the company crumble.
Always on the hunt for anyone within the Harper family who harbored ill will toward Shepard’s family, Rosie had quickly found Jacob.
“It’s Jacob,” Brenna said, her eyes glued to her phone.
As the elevator doors slid open, the group made their way to the CEO’s office. Brenna didn’t waste any time and continued to share what she had learned.
Shepard’s face darkened into a deep scowl after hearing her words. “That good-for-nothing barely graduated from a third-rate college. He spent his college years messing around with women and got two of them pregnant. After graduation, Luther had to mop up his messes more times than I could count. Even the 0.2% of shares Luther handed him—enough for him to live comfortably for life—wasn’t enough to satisfy him. He wanted more and demanded management positions. When Luther firmly refused him, he came to me. But I also refused him p>
Ernst nodded in confirmation. “He has pestered me about the matter more than once. He will probably show up today, Brenna. How do we deal with him p>
Brenna was calm. “Don’t worry. Once we take Jacob out of the equation, most of the problems will be solved p>
Before she could explain further about her plan, a knock sounded at the door. The secretary announced, “Ms. Rosie Harper is here p>
Everyone in the room frowned. So, Rosie had the nerve to show up here.
Ernst replied, “I see p>
Shepard pulled a small bottle of blood pressure pills from his pocket and swallowed one. “Let’s calm down and stay on task now that we know the root of the problem. Ernst, make arrangements for a press conference later p>
Brenna said, “Regarding the stock situation, I have secured thirty billion from my contacts to help stabilize the price. During the board meeting, all we need to do is p>
Shepard, Ernst, and Dalton stared at Brenna in disbelief, their curiosity sparked by the extent of her connections.
“Brenna, which friend of yours could get thirty billion to rescue the Harper Group like this?” Shepard asked, his tone a mix of surprise and skepticism. It seemed hard to believe she had such a wealthy acquaintance.
Ernst leaned in, equally curious. “Even Ethan wouldn’t be able to free up that kind of capital for a market rescue. Who is this friend of yours p>
Brenna hesitated, weighing her words carefully. Calling in this favor had not come without a price; she owed a considerable debt to make it happen.
“An entrepreneur friend from Norview,” she answered cryptically, leaving out the details.