Chapter 1223

Chapter 1223:

She sent a message.

“Mr. J, how have you been lately?”

As soon as she hit send, a twinge of irritation rose in her chest. If J truly wanted to please her, they should’ve been more tactful, not made her initiate contact first.

But no reply came.

Lilian’s patience snapped, and she slammed the computer shut! If J was going to be so foolish, then she wouldn’t bother giving them any more chances. Already in first place, Lilian figured it didn’t matter whether she got J’s assets or not.

She would take control of J soon enough—and then, they’d pay.

Meanwhile, far away in Ansport, Madisyn sensed there was no good news waiting for her when she saw Lilian’s message. She simply ignored it and focused on negotiating with the officials.

The successful launch of the high-tech industrial park had caught the attention of the officials, who saw its promise. They approached Madisyn, eager to partner with her to revitalize Fisher Bay’s economy. What had once halted Fisher Bay’s development was now the very thing that brought it back into the spotlight—profit, and this time, it was for even greater profit.

Madisyn negotiated tirelessly, and finally, a partnership was reached with results beyond her expectations.

On the final day of the NCI virtual investment, everyone flocked to check the rankings.

Lilian arrived at Welch Mansion with her entourage. She perched herself on top of an open car while a crowd of followers refreshed the NCI real-time page on their computers.

“Lilian, it’s about to update. Once it does, we’ll use a megaphone to make Healy admit defeat!”

“Exactly! We’ll live stream it—he won’t dare refuse!”

“The Welch Mansion is perfect. It could be bought and turned into a club…”

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The noise outside the Welch Mansion grew louder. Behind the gates, the butler fumed.

“Mr. Welch, should I have the bodyguards chase them away? How dare they harass the Welch family?”

“No need,” Healy replied, his gaze cool as he watched the commotion outside.

“Let them shout. The louder they yell now, the harder the truth will hit them.”

He appeared calm, but the sweat on his palms betrayed his nerves. He was so close to surpassing Lilian, yet unsure if J’s words would truly ring true.

When Lilian saw Healy at the entrance of the mansion, her eyes narrowed as a smug grin spread across her face.

“Healy, if you apologize sincerely now, I won’t make you fulfill the bet. What do you think?”

Healy ignored Lilian, casually instructing the butler to keep an eye on the rankings.

Seeing this, the people surrounding Lilian couldn’t help but sneer.

“Healy’s as stubborn as a mule. Lilian, you’ve been more than gracious, giving him a chance, but he’s just too thick-headed to appreciate it. You can’t let him off so easily later.”

As the words were spoken, someone started the live stream. A minute remained before the leaderboard refreshed. The crowd in front of the Welch Mansion’s gates was on edge, waiting with bated breath, but it wasn’t just them—everyone on the forum and channel had their eyes glued to this moment.

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