Side Chick Era... Over

Loving DAD 1115

Sharon sent people to investigate Doug, but they came back empty–handed.

In truth, she already knew the answer–anyone who could casually offer fifty billion was operating on a level far beyond her reach. No amount of digging would uncover anything useful.

When Julliard learned about it, he rushed to her company, his face drawn with concern.

“Sharon, don’t believe a word that guy says. He’s probably a con artist–or worse, someone deliberately trying to block your funding to stop you from signing the deal.”

Sharon had considered that possibility, too. But Doug’s confidence and the precision of his words were extraordinary. He didn’t seem like a fraud. She’d met her share of people over the years; her instincts told her Doug wasn’t one of those slick–tongued liars.

Julliard’s voice grew urgent. “Sharon, don’t worry about the money. Carter and I will find a way. I promise, we’ll raise the full amount for you within three days.”

“I truly appreciate your willingness to help,” Sharon replied. “But this isn’t a small sum. If something goes wrong, your company’s entire cash flow could collapse.”

She lifted her gaze to meet his.

my original shares. I’ll use that as capital for

“What? You’re going to sell your original

supported my mom’s faction. They’re willing to buy, and they’ve promised

favor;

tone rose sharply,

you even think of selling them? Don’t you

at him in surprise, startled

in a low voice, “Mr. Macaron sold off all his personal assets to raise money for you, Miss McKinzie. Even his Macaron Group shares…

snapped, cutting

head and fell

company shares, even–to help her. A pang of guilt welled in her chest.

much for

clear, cool voice interrupted from