Chapter 488
Aubree’s words really made a difference. After the Angel Investors‘ Summit, big investors who were originally interested in BeeShare all lost interest.
They didn’t need to suck up to the Wilson Group and were smart enough to do their own digging. Once they checked things out the way Aubree suggested, they quickly saw what kind of mess BeeShare was actually in.
As for the smaller and mid–sized investments, they were just a drop in the ocean for BeeShare. They were barely enough to keep things afloat, but still better than nothing.
Now that things had come to this, they couldn’t just stand by and watch the project’s cash flow collapse.
In the end, with the Lawson family stepping in to take the lead, BeeShare managed to pull in some investment after all. The way it happened was totally unexpected, and the result was the complete opposite of what everyone had predicted.
At the Wilson family.
Carmen filled Ronald in on what had happened at the investment meeting. “Aubree’s definitely out to get us!”
She put on a show of being angry and confused. “Our project and Aubree’s company have nothing to do with each other. Isn’t she obviously targeting us?”
Carmen thought, “Targeting us? Who exactly? Me or the Wilson family?‘
Bryan chimed in, “Aubree really crossed the line this time. Things didn’t go the way we planned at all. They went completely off the rails.
“If it weren’t for Elizabeth stepping in and getting the Lawson Group to lead the way with some investment, BeeShare would’ve been dead in the
water.”
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They both thought Ronald would blow up after hearing all this. But to their surprise, he just burst out laughing.
“Well done, that’s real skill!” he exclaimed.
He’d always thought Aubree was smart, sharp–eyed, and unflappable in a crisis. But this time, he saw another side of Aubree.
She had the ability to make the most of what she had and defeat her enemies without even lifting a finger. It might look unremarkable, but Ronald knew that in the business world, this was no small feat.
Even his pride and joy, Bryan and Carmen, had both suffered a loss at her hands.
“That’s my daughter, alright. She’s incredible!” Ronald said.
Bryan and Carmen exchanged glances. They wondered if Ronad had gone off insane from experiencing everything.
“Dad, you still treat Aubree like she’s your daughter, but she doesn’t see herself that way anymore,” Bryan said quietly, reminding Ronald that Aubree was their enemy at the moment.
But Ronald just brushed it off. As far as he was concerned, his plan with Alice was rock solid, and no matter what, he was still Aubree’s real father.
‘Aubree might hate the Wilson family, but would she really hate her
own father?‘ he thought to himself.
Thinking back over the past three years, Ronald admitted he had favored Carmen, but he didn’t think he’d ever really wronged Aubree.
He’d scolded or even hit Aubree sometimes, but he felt that all parent were like that. He felt that disciplining Aubree was just part of being a parent He only ever wanted what was best for her.
Ronald said, “It’s normal for her to hold a grudge, but at the end of the day, I’m still her father.
“Would she really go so far as to actually lay a hand on her dad? If she needs to vent, then let her–just let her get it out of her system.”
Bryan’s expression darkened. He thought, ‘What does he mean by letting her get it out of her system?
her get Emery he
‘Aubree went after Emery first. He’s still stuck in jail. I visited him a couple of days ago–he was nothing like the proud Emery he used to be, just totally defeated.
And not long ago, she set up Trevor. Let her get it out of her system? Does Dad want to line all four of us brothers up for her to take revenge on, one after another?‘
His heart sank, and the look he shot Ronald out of the corner of his eye turned dangerous.
Meanwhile, Ronald was still lost in the joy of having such an amazing daughter, completely oblivious to what was going on in Bryan’s mind.
Honestly, even if Ronald did feel a little guilty about Aubree, there was no way he’d ever sacrifice all four of his sons for her.
