Mr. Villain's Lovely Wife

Chapter 173

“Your shares as collateral? Mr. Weiss, isn’t that a bit troublesome and riskyr Acrons from Calen, a man in ke lære he adjusted the cuff of his tailored suit said. His name was Victor Blackwell, one of the key representatives of the Parent Group. The man had been observing Calen with mild interest, his fingers idly tapping again the run of his wine fe

Calen sat back slightly, keeping his posture composed. “It’s a reasonable arrangement, he said. “Webs for sit holds considerable assets, and despite the ongoing investigation, the company has maintained strong operational crycky Wha we need right now is liquidity.”

Victor studied him for a moment before setting his glass down. “Liquidity alone won’t solve your problems” He exced back in his chair, crossing one leg over the other. “Your company’s reputation has taken a hit. The investigation done has made potential investors hesitant. You don’t just need funding, Mr. Weiss. You need stability?

Calen exhaled slowly. “And that’s exactly why I’m here.”

Victor lifted a brow, waiting.

“The Macau project is still viable,” Calen continued. “With additional funding, we can complete it ahead of schedule and shift the public narrative. Once we deliver results, confidence will be restored, and so will our investor relationships

Victor hummed lightly, glancing at the portfolio Calen had handed him earlier. He flipped through the pages, scaring financial reports and projections.

“I understand the urgency,” Victor said. “However, offering your remaining shares as collateral is bold. If things don’t go a planned, you’re putting Weiss Inc. at risk of losing controlling power entirely.”

Calen’s fingers tapped lightly against the table. “I understand the risk.”

Victor closed the portfolio and looked at him. “Then why not propose something more conservative? A structured loan, perhaps? Selling only a minor stake instead of using the rest as collateral?”

Calen shook his head. “A structured loan at this stage would mean higher interest rates due to the investigation. And selling only a minor stake won’t generate enough capital for what we need. The Macau project requires immediate funding Delaying means losing the project entirely.”

Victor exhaled, considering. “Let’s say we agree to this arrangement. What guarantees do we have that Weiss Inc. will be able to pay back the investment?”

“The project’s revenue stream,” Calen answered without hesitation. “Once it’s completed, the long–term contracts we’ve secured will ensure steady cash flow. Additionally, the Weiss family still holds a significant portfolio of private assets. If necessary, we can leverage those.”

Victor studied him carefully. “So, you’re willing to risk everything.”

Calen’s jaw tightened. “I’m willing to do what it takes to secure Weiss Inc’s future.”

and if you fail this project, Weiss Inc. will fall into our hands. Are you still

Inc. will recover from this scandal, and we are confident that we will be able to pay off this loan.”

your shares to the Blackwell Group? Let us

but that is not possible. We can only use

silent for a moment before he finally leaned forward. “I will have to discuss this with the board,” he said, tapping

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case of

everything prepared by

Mr. Weiss. If this deal goes through and

the Macau project, stabilize the company, and

lips curled slightly, amused. “Interesting.”

waiter, signaling for a fresh drink. “Well then, Mr. Weiss,” he said, tilting his glass slightly in Caleri’s direction.

Inc. was indeed sinking. But gambling the shares was something that even

the table. He had expected Weiss Inc. to struggle, but he hadn’t expected them to walk straight

was a desperate move. Too desperate.

options, they wouldn’t have come to him with this proposal. The banks must have refused them. Their usual investors must have pulled back.

now, they were here.

exhale, setting his glass down. This kind of deal was dangerous, even for Blackwell Group. Acquiring controlling shares through collateral agreements had its complications, especially when dealing with a company as publicly scrutinized as Weiss Inc. If they

Calen Weiss and his father

no

pushed his chair back and stood. Around him, the gala was winding down. Guests were starting to leave, some lingering for final conversations while others

and walked toward the private hallways of the venue,

guarded by two men in black suits. Without hesitation, he knocked

clear view of the ballroom through a wide one–way window. A man sat near the window, his posture relaxed, one arm

his head slightly