NovelEnglishAs he made his way to the exit, Makenna intercepted him abruptly.
"Bryson, that wen..." She caught herself mid-sentence, her words faltering under the intensity of Bryson's glare.
Swiftly correcting her tone, she queried, “Was Miss Moore truthful when she claimed you demanded Tyshawn raise ten billion dollars? I understand your reservations about him holding the CEO's office.
But he's your cousin..." Bryson's lips twisted into a sardonic smile.
"Tyshawn has been diverting company funds and sanctioning subpar projects, costing the company billions and arousing significant ire among our shareholders.
He himself pledged the ten billion.
Should you have any questions, I advise you to take them up directly with him.
With that, Bryson exited, brushing past Makenna's futile attempts to block his path.
Stunned, Makenna turned to Melina, gripping her hand tightly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Melina, you will helpwith this, won't you?" It was ten billion dollars.
How could Melina possibly assist Makenna with such a staggering sum? Melina thought it was not good for her to irritate Makenna at this time.
Melina reluctantly held Makenna's hand back and said, “Makenna, don't worry.
If something really happens, the Glyn family will help.
Our families have always been close; my parents won't just stand by if the Mitchells are in trouble.
Moreover, there might still be a way to maneuver this situation.
Doesn't Tyshawn have a wealthy fiancee?" Melina's reminder seemed to ignite a spark of hope in Makenna.
Indeed, Tyshawn had once confided in Makenna that marrying Malvina would bring him a dowry of thirty billion dollars.
It was clear Malvina's family was immensely wealthy, and to them, ten billion dollars might not seem such an astronomical figure.
Realizing this, Makenna exhaled a deep sigh of relief and smiled, “Look at me, getting all worked up when you've just remindedof Malvina's dowry.
I'm sure Tyshawn wouldn't have agreed to this without being confident about his plan.
We've been overthinking this.
"Yes, you're right," Melina agreed, glancing at her watch.
"Oh, I just remembered I have another commitment today.
I'll visit Bryson's grandfather tomorrow.
I need to leave now, Makenna.
Makenna, still distracted by her own thoughts, barely registered Melina's departure.
She nodded and said, "Okay, be careful on your way.
" Meanwhile, Bryson was driving Hannah back to her hotel.
The atmosphere in the car was charged, heavy with unspoken words hanging between them like a dense fog.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNeither seemed eager to break the silence.
The car cto a smooth stop outside the hotel.
Hannah instinctively reached for the door handle, only to find it locked unexpectedly.
She turned to Bryson, a frown forming on her brow.
"Mr.
Mitchell, what do you mean by locking the door?"
Bryson hesitated, uncertain whether to share the troubling news he had received from his grandfather.
His gaze was laden with a turmoil of emotions as he looked at her. After a moment, he decided to divert the conversation slightly.
"Did Melina cause any trouble for you today?"
"Even if she makes trouble for me, it's all because of you, Mr. The content is o novelenglish.net! Mitchell.
Hannah tilted her head slightly, her expression unwavering.
"You really hurt Miss Glyn today.
" Bryson's face remained impassive, his voice flat.
"There's no possibility of anything between Melina and me.
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