Chapter 1076

Chapter 1076:

More calls followed, and they handled each one calmly.

At Watson Group, Babette returned glowing with triumph.

She was the one behind the leak—the mastermind who had spread the story about Yaroslav Technology’s key technician abandoning ship.

Everything had gone perfectly. She had planned this for weeks. Her team had been waiting just outside the meeting room. The moment Millie signed, they would rush in to stop Babette, so she wouldn’t even need to sign herself.

It was flawless—better than Babette had expected.

Millie had even used her overseas assets and her late father’s properties as collateral. She had dragged Charles into it too. Babette was confident this move would take them both down—and it surely did.

Babette hummed a happy tune as she strolled toward her office.

“What a beautiful day p>

But when she opened the door, someone was already waiting.

Brandon.

“Brandon…” Babette froze, quickly masking her satisfaction.

Brandon sat in his wheelchair, silent, his eyes fixed on her. Eugene quietly stepped out, closing the door behind him, leaving only the two cousins alone.

“What did you do?” Brandon asked coldly. “Tell me p>

Babette’s lips twitched. Seeing his serious face, she dropped the act.

“Isn’t it obvious? Yaroslav Technology was a bad investment. I just prevented the company from suffering a loss,” she said.

Brandon didn’t move. “That’s all? Wasn’t it you who spread the news so no one else would invest? You and Reuben plotted to trap Millie, didn’t you p>

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He listed everything she had done, one by one.

Babette crossed her arms.

“So what if I did? That’s business, Brandon. Millie didn’t do her homework. She invested blindly. Am I to blame for her carelessness? Earlier today at Yaroslav Technology, I asked her to increase her investment. She had every right to say no. If she’d walked away instead, I wouldn’t have stopped her, would I? We’re all grown-ups here. Everyone should take responsibility for their own choices without pointing fingers later. I made a suggestion, and she agreed. So tell me, how is that my fault now p>

The office fell into silence. Beyond the wide glass windows, the sky stretched clear and blue.

Brandon’s gaze lingered on Babette.

“Everyone should take responsibility for their own choices without pointing fingers later,” he repeated.

“Exactly! You can’t pin this on me, Brandon!” Babette snapped, her tone sharp.

Brandon let out a small, weary laugh. “Fine p>

Without another word, he turned his wheelchair and left.

At Elliott Group, a massive screen displayed the latest news update.

“Yaroslav Technology’s Key Technician Defects, Company p>

“Valuation Slashed in Half p>