Rewriting My Heart's Fate

Chapter 221

"Don't worry, I will save Wiley Group," I assured him. As for when I would do it, that would depend on my mood.

With my promise, Jack finally calmed down slightly. He cheered up, exclaiming that heaven wouldn't abandon him and praising me for finally being a good daughter

I stood there, a slight smirk curling at the corner of my mouth. I then instructed Liam to set a trap for Wiley Group. I had him assign one of the projects from the Southcliff Shire initiative to them.

Given Jack's greed, he wouldn't be able to resist cutting comers in the project, and all I had to do was wait for him to take the bait..

Days passed, and Jack was in high spirits, completely forgetting the panic he had felt before. Meanwhile, I continued my studies at a leisurely pace. When the time was right, I asked Liam to close the not.

On the day of the trap, I saw an avalanche of news online, all condemning Willey Group for cutting corners in their project. When I sued them for failing to meet quality standards, Jack was left dumbfounded and panicked.

He had no idea whom to tum to for help, and the only person he could think of was me. He tried every possible way to stop me desperately, regardless of how others looked at him. But how could I let him do as he pleased? At this point, Jack was comered. Who knew what he might do if he managed to corner me?

managed to evade him for

Liam, just to prevent any sudden outbursts from Jack. I h month. During that time, he finally reached his

do anything to get his

can't go on,"

hiding, I couldn't help but

solution was to buy time. We had to drag things out

had plenty of evidence on

Wiley Group would announce bankruptcy before we reached that day. When the news spread,

we see lack anywhere now that Wiley Group

realize the same thing. Indeed, Wiley Group was Jack's life's work, and now that it had failed, it was in complete ruin. Yet he was nowhere to be found during such a critical moment. This meant... My pupils constricted, and my

I whispered. Seeing the puzzled look on his face, we separated to make it harder for

the crowd, and suddenly, I spotted a figure approaching me,

his silhouette, but when he came within 300 yards, I recognized lum. It was

of dread wash over me. At a time like this, he certainly