Chapter 1056
Chapter 1056:
Reuben, however, never broke eye contact with Millie. His stare remained unwavering and intense, as though the rest of the room had ceased to exist.
He’d done his homework thoroughly. His subordinates had conducted extensive research into Millie’s financial situation. After her divorce from Brandon was finalized, she walked away with nothing except her personal belongings.
Whether through royalties from songs she’d written and sold, commissions from gemstone sales facilitated by the Elliott Group, or her share of profits from her concert, she couldn’t possibly have accumulated more than fifty million dollars in total savings.
Once he factored in the costs of leasing new premium office space, distributing proper salaries to her growing team of employees, and covering the countless other expenses involved in launching a business from scratch, Millie’s remaining liquid capital had to be somewhere south of fifty million.
In simpler terms, Reuben calculated that Millie might have barely scraped together the original thirty million threshold, possibly even by begging Charles for a loan. But eighty million? That was impossible without outside help.
Reuben was deliberately backing her into a corner where she’d be forced to make a choice.
Millie had exactly three options available at that moment.
First, she could swallow her pride and beg him for leniency. He might consider letting the original threshold stand, since he wasn’t actually that invested in this project anyway.
Second, she could simply stand up and walk out, admitting defeat.
Third, she could completely contradict her previous public stance about financial independence and go crawling to Myron for a substantial loan.
If she chose that third path, every bold declaration she’d made at her grand opening ceremony would instantly become a public joke.
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If she chose to walk away right now, all the exhausting work she’d poured into this project over the past several days would evaporate into nothing.
It would serve as a brutal lesson delivered by him, making his earlier warning about giving her three chances to reconsider carry significantly more weight.
Foley looked deeply uncomfortable as he addressed Reuben. “I really don’t think this is appropriate, Mr. Evans. The initial documentation we sent to everyone clearly stated thirty million as the threshold. Changing that requirement now seems p>
But Reuben smoothly interrupted him. “Or perhaps we should be even more selective. Should we consider raising it to a full hundred million instead p>
The moment those words left Reuben’s mouth, Millie grasped his true intentions with perfect clarity. This wasn’t about investment thresholds or project requirements.
He was delivering a harsh warning, and he didn’t care if he had to burn down the entire meeting to make his point.
Foley felt panic rising in his chest as the situation spiraled beyond his control. He quickly attempted to intervene. “Mr. Evans, I really must object to this approach. Suddenly jumping the requirement all the way to one hundred million dollars is completely unreasonable. I strongly feel that p>
Several other attendees immediately voiced their own complaints and frustrations.
Whether they were business owners who’d come personally or corporate representatives sent by their companies, Reuben’s aggressive power play felt like a deliberate insult to every person in the room.