Chapter 963
Noreen pressed Gavin for more details.
“Word on the street is that he pissed off someone very powerful,” Gavin said, shaking his head. “I don’t know the exact details, but thank God it blew up in the early stages. Winrich didn’t take a major hit.”
Because he was the one who introduced the deal, Gavin felt terrible and couldn’t stop apologizing. “I’m truly sorry, Ms. Gilmore. I promise I’ll bring Winrich a much bigger and better project soon to make up for this mess.”
“You don’t need to do that, Mr. Lowe. It’s fine.”
After seeing Gavin out, Noreen made a few discreet calls to her industry contacts to fish for information.
One of her friends asked, “Have you ever heard of NoMore Corporation?”
“Of course. They started out in High-Temperature Superconductivity, right? A couple
of years ago, they launched their own asset management firm. They’ve been snapping up investments and making a killing. Their growth is insane.”
Noreen remembered them vividly. Jasmine had been desperately trying to court NoMore Corporation to invest in InnoCore. Jasmine had poured an immense amount of time and money into the pitch, and just when it seemed like the deal was sealed, NoMore Corporation abruptly shut her out. The sudden rejection left Jasmine scrambling, forcing her to look toward Harborview City for alternative funding.
Noreen had eyes and ears in Harborview City. She knew exactly what Jasmine was up to. Rumor had it she was getting very close to Nexus Dynamics, a company run by Silas.
But right now, Noreen wasn’t thinking about Silas. Her mind was entirely focused on NoMore Corporation.
She grabbed a pen and jotted down the letters on a notepad. NoMore.
High-Temperature Superconductivity.
Noreen’s pen hovered over the paper. A sudden memory clicked into place. Years ago, Seth had set up a company for Bianca Lowell called PerseTech. The entire purpose of that company was to develop High-Temperature Superconductivity technology. But things had gone horribly wrong, eventually dragging the Aurelion Group down into bankruptcy alongside it.
Could this be connected to Seth?
No, that was impossible. He had just gotten out of prison. NoMore Corporation had been thriving for the last five years. There was no way he could have orchestrated the rise of a massive corporate empire from behind bars.
Dismissing the thought as ridiculous, Noreen crossed out the letters NoMore.
But right as she was about to toss the paper into the trash, she paused again.
NoMore… Noreen Gilmore?
Still, she decided she was overthinking it and tossed the paper away.
Almost at that exact moment, Jude Wilder was firing off a text to Seth.
“Boss, didn’t I handle the Lynch Properties situation beautifully?”
He followed it up with an emoji of a dog wagging its tail, practically begging for a treat.
Just above that message was the chilling directive Seth had sent the night before: [The weather is getting cold. It’s time for Lynch Properties to go bankrupt.]
“Not bad,” Seth replied. He was notoriously stingy with his praise, refusing to waste a single extra syllable.
But for Jude, getting a ‘not bad’ from Seth was the equivalent of a Pulitzer Thoroughly satisfied, Jude pressed his luck. “So when are your coming back to take the feins at NoMore Corporation?”
He hadn’t had a single vacation in five long years. He had counted down the days until Seth’s release thinking he could finally catch his breath. And what happened? Seth walked out of prison with eyes only for Noreen. He would rather play errand boy for her than sit on his billionaire throne. It was infuriating.
Of course, Jude only complained in the safety of his own mind. In text, he remained desperately subservient.
“I’m not coming back.”
Seth’s response was as concise as ever. He had fought tooth and nail to secure his spot as Noreen’s
assistant As long as she divelet
fire,
him, he was never leaving
Jude wanted to cry. How could a man with a normal body temperature spout such stone-cold words?