Chapter 198

The one in the lead, a towering figure with a bushy beard, was lugging a sack of cash. He shoved his way through the onlookers, marched up to Cheryl's office door, and kicked it wide open. He roared, "Ms. Cheryl Stone, Mr. Adams has a message for you: don't think you can do whatever you please just because you're rolling in dough. We're not for sale, especially not to a conniving woman like you. The boss of this operation is Ms. Celena Stone, and she's the only one we'll take orders from! You can kiss your dreams of bribing us to mess with Ms. Celena Stone goodbye!"

With that, he tossed the bag of money at Cheryl's feet, where it landed with a thud. The group of factory workers glared at Cheryl and her staff with fury in their eyes, spat on the floor, and swaggered off.

Cheryl and her family looked mortified, their anxiety fueled by the botched deal they had with Hayes.

No sooner had the workers left than the company staff who was watching the spectacle burst into a frenzy of gossip.

did you hear that? Mr. Yafe Stone and Ms. Cheryl

never saw it coming—Ms. Cheryl Stone, of all people, stooping to such low

around like she owns the place, all because she's the chairman's granddaughter. Remember Loranda

is beauty if

the snickers and jeers, trembled with fury, her face turning a shade of stormy gray. She shot a fierce look at the gossipers and bellowed, "What's with the staring? Got nothing better to do on company time? We didn't hire you to chew the fat. If

her office and slammed the door. She glared at the money spilled from a bag onto the floor, her rage boiling over as she swept

on her feet. And Hayes—what a turncoat, taking my money one day and denying it the

the money, and she assumed it was back in the original account. However, no, he had to bring a

all this noise, Grandpa's bound to catch

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