"What? Alia sold the jewelry company?!" Benny Palr was so shocked by the news his eyeballs almost popped out.
Stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly realized and murmured to himself, "So that’s it... She said she’d find a way, and this is her solution..."
"What are you mumbling about?" Christopher Hart’s face was dark, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at his good friend, suddenly with a hint of danger in his tone, "You knew about this? Have you been in contact with her?"
Benny Palr suddenly looked at him, hurriedly waving his hands, "No, no... I didn’t know. If I had known, I would’ve told you! Definitely would have stopped her! She just said she had a plan, I didn’t expect she’d sell the company! This... this is too rash and bold!"
"So, you have been in contact after all," he stated with certainty.
Looking at Christopher Hart’s clouded face, Benny Palr realized he was in deep trouble and quickly defended himself, "It was Alia who called , asking about Seal-Cloud’s current situation, and I just told her the truth... After all, it’s not really a secret, is it? It’s front-page news in the financial section every day..."
"Why didn’t you tell ?"
"I..." Benny Palr felt guilty, paused, and then told the truth, "Alia told not to tell you."
"..." Christopher Hart was so angry he almost had a heart attack, "After all these years of friendship, you listen to her and not to ? Didn’t I also tell you not to discuss the company’s situation with her?"
"This..." Benny Palr’s eyes dodged around, and after a mont of silence, he mumbled, "You listen to her too, you’re a henpecked husband yourself, and you have the nerve to scold ."
Lucas King stood to the side, his hands clasped in front of him.
Upon hearing this, he couldn’t help but quietly give a thumbs-up in admiration.
Even this tiny gesture was spotted by Christopher Hart’s sharp eyes, and he imdiately shot him a glare.
Lucas King quickly withdrew his hands and continued standing properly.
Benny Palr knew he was in the wrong, subconsciously feeling that Alia Garcia selling the company was partially his fault too, so he didn’t dare to stay any longer.
"Well... those cars under your na, I’ve almost processed them. They’re all limited editions, nearly new, and you sold them cheaply, they were snatched up! It’s just..."
He pondered, scratching his nose, then continued, "It’s just that... those rich second-generation heirs all guessed they were your cars, so they couldn’t help but make snide remarks. But you don’t need to care, once this thing passes and the situation stabilizes, you’ll have money to buy better ones in the future."
Christopher Hart responded indifferently, "No need to comfort . Alia sold the company; selling off those cars doesn’t an anything. People can say what they want; it’s their mouths."
Benny Palr looked at him in surprise, "You’ve really changed quite a bit now."
Indeed.
Christopher Hart had changed a lot.
Because he truly understood what truly mattered in life.
The people he loved and those who loved him were what he should care about; as for those random others, why bother?
"Since that’s how you feel, that’s great. I have things to do, so I’ll leave now. If anything cos up, reach out to ." Benny Palr left those words and ran off like a rabbit.
Christopher Hart sat silently with a cold face for a while, then suddenly turned to look at his assistant.
Lucas King was so startled he shivered, quickly waving his hands and shaking his head, "President Hart, I absolutely don’t know anything about this. I haven’t received any calls from Mrs. Hart, and I haven’t withheld any information! I swear, or may I be struck by lightning."
"..." Christopher Hart glared at him and then looked away.
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"Sell the courtyard house?" Jacob Garcia was shocked and advised, "Sis, are you sure you don’t want to reconsider? Isn’t that house their ancestral ho?"
"I know, but right now there’s no other choice. I can only sell it first, and when I have money later, I’ll think about buying it back."
Taking this step, Alia Garcia also felt very reluctant.
But she thought if her grandparents or mom were alive, they should support her decision.
Property is dead, people are living; you have to know how to adapt.
Jacob Garcia said, "But if you’re in such a hurry to sell, it’s hard to get a good price."
"Yeah, that’s true..." Alia Garcia nodded and looked at him, asking, "Do you rember that person who ca to us wanting to buy the courtyard at the beginning of the year?"
"You’re talking about the Mandrake Group’s president? His secretary ca over, didn’t he give you a business card..."
"Yes, them. Unfortunately, I thought I’d never sell the courtyard, so I tossed that business card aside and now I can’t find it."
Alia Garcia returned to the office and searched thoroughly but couldn’t find that business card.
"It’s not a big deal! We verified that guy’s identity back then; he really is the Mandrake Group president’s secretary. Now that we know who he is, finding a way to get in touch with them should be easy!"
"Really? Then try to reach them quickly and ask if they’re still interested in buying. If they are, we can proceed with the transaction right away."
"Okay." Jacob Garcia nodded, but as he prepared to leave, he suddenly asked, "Since you’re in such a rush, why not ask Brother-in-law to look into it? He’d probably be more..."
Before he could finish, Alia Garcia suddenly thought of sothing important, her face turned serious, and she stopped him, "No! Under no circumstances should Christopher know about this, do you understand?!"
Jacob Garcia looked startled, lowered his voice, "So... you’re keeping this from Brother-in-law?"
"Because he won’t agree to selling the courtyard, so I don’t dare to do it myself, and I have to rely on you. Once you get in contact, I’ll write you a power of attorney, and you can handle everything."
Jacob Garcia excitedly said, "Sis, you really trust !"
"..." Alia Garcia rolled her eyes helplessly.
This kid, is he missing a screw in his head?
At a ti like this, the thing that excites him is this!
"Don’t worry, sis, I’ll get this done!" Jacob Garcia smiled happily, feeling it a great honor to gain Alia Garcia’s trust. As he was about to leave, he suddenly turned back, "Sis, you two are really true love! It makes want to fall in love too!"
Alia Garcia: "..."
After assigning tasks to Jacob Garcia, she felt a bit relieved.
But until things were finally settled, she couldn’t fully relax.
Her mind had been overworked these days, and she felt a deep fatigue in her body, but when she looked through the blinds at the busy employees outside, she gathered her spirits again.
Even though the company had been sold, before she completely left, she still wanted to prepare all the work handovers properly.
Even though Venus would no longer belong to her, she still hoped this company and all the employees here would have a bright future.
Busy until six in the evening, Christopher Hart’s call ca in.
"Alia, I’m leaving the company now; I’ll be at your place around seven."
"Mm, got it, see you in a bit."
After hanging up, Alia Garcia continued to work.
She ca across the equity confirmation paperwork and thought that since Snow Fitch was also a shareholder, so docunts required her signature, so she picked up the phone to contact her best friend.
Snow Fitch answered quickly, "Hey, darling, when are you coming back to the country? If it weren’t for the little ones still being in the country, I’d suspect you’re off on another romantic escapade."
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