NovelStartBella hugged Justin's muscular arm and raised her beautiful eyebrows confidently. "As long as we don't take any further actions and keep quiet, Christopher won't be able to hold back and will try everything to get rid of Charles." The next day, when the stock market opened, the stock price of Iverson Group fell drastically, as anticipated. It felt like everyone in Savrow was deliberately boycotting the Iverson family. It was really sad to witness.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAstrid and her husband's situation kept getting worse, causing the reputation of the Iverson family to take a serious hit. Overall, things started looking pretty shaky for the entire group.
On the third day, Lance remained hospitalized, claiming to be ill. James, as the CEO of Iverson Group, was summoned by the prosecutor.
On the fourth day, Wyatt was stopped by the media at a meeting and inevitably asked about his views on the Iverson family. “Chairman Thompson, we heard that you and Chairman Iverson have a close personal relationship. What do you think about the Iverson family's current situation?" Wyatt's expression was cold as he calmly replied, "Chairman Iverson and I were merely former business partners. I hope you don't believe everything you hear from the media. All I can say is that when you make a mistake, you must own it. When things go south, stand tall. I hope the Iverson family can learn from this lesson and not disappoint the nation again.” Lance happened to watch this interview while at the hospital. He was so angry that he grabbed a chair and smashed the television to pieces.
Day after day passed, but there was no action from Bella and Justin.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmChristopher, known for his cunning nature, couldn't wait any longer. Initially, he had intended to let someone else do the dirty work but realized twas running out. He could not risk remaining idle, fearing he might miss the opportunity.
Thus, Christopher went to the detention center with Taylor and met Astrid in secret.
Astrid had only been in prison for a few days, but she already looked disheveled and unkempt, barely recognizable as the once-pampered heiress of the Iverson family.
Not only that, her face was bruised and swollen. It seemed that even the female inmates couldn't tolerate her despicable act of forcing girls into prostitution.
Christopher leaned on his hand against the perforated glass window, smiling at her. “Astrid, it's been a while. How have you been?" "Hmph, you bastard, spareyour nauseating facade!" Astrid gritted her teeth with hatred, her eyes bloodshot. "Don't you dare be smug! Dad and James will definitely getout! When I'm out, I'll break your neck! Just you wait!" "Astrid, at this point, how naive are you to still pin your hopes on those men from the Iverson family?" Christopher sneered. "If they wanted to save you, they would have acted long ago. Don't you think they would've made a move before el. ne were about to be sentenced? Have they visited you while you're locked up in here? Have they arranged for someone to take care of you inside? It seems tothat they are unwilling to do even these basic things for you." Christopher leaned back casually and pushed his glasses up. A sly smirk played at the corners of his lips as he said, "In the end, it's me, your little brother, who still cares the most for you." Astrid felt a chill run down her spine. Her face contorted with shock, pain, and resentment.
They completely ignored her over the last few days. Are they planning to sacrifice her? Why have they completely abandoned her? Why?! Christopher secretly chuckled, but his face showed nothing but concern for her. "Since we can't change anything now, why don't I vent your frustrations for you, Astrid?"
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