Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 124

Samuel furrowed his brow in frustration and spat out, “Pick a couple of things to either return to the store or pawn off! I need three million in a hurry, and I need it now!”

“What the hell are you talking about? How can we sell the gifts Brian gave to Gracia? Are you out of your mind? You can’t just sell her present!” Lydia fired back, not even contemplating the thought.

Samuel banged his hand on the table, “You’re the ones who are crazy if you think we can just sit back and wait for bankruptcy to come knocking! Our company had been promoting a hit web series that’s just started production, but due to a tax evasion scandal, all the sponsors have pulled out! Nobody dares associate with the Wright Group anymore! We’re short three million in funding. If we can’t cover that, all the nearly ten million dollars we’ve already spent. on advertising and trending searches will go down the drain! It’s either we get out of this mess now or end up without even a fifty–square–foot apartment to live in later. Think about it!”

Gracia had always been busy with filming and advertisements, never bothering with the company’s affairs. His words were a wake–up call to the gravity of the situation.

She thought they just needed to pay back the missing millions in taxes, but who knew things would get this complicated?

If the company went under, where would that leave her reputation?

there’s this limited edition brooch set Davis gave me. I probably won’t wear it anytime soon… It’s still returnable

by few. It was harder to get than winning the lottery, let alone an entire set of eighteen pieces.

that would be appreciated over time. Lydia agonized for a long time before

expensive thing the Howard family has given me. Should I sell the limited edition watches or the top–grade loose diamonds that Brian

the Wright family’s downfall.

thorough search, she couldn’t find anything

Don’t do anything else today until you’ve got the money,” Samuel ordered

Chapter 124

Looking at the two Audi cars parked inside, she frowned. “Natalie smashed our Ferrari, and now we don’t even have

at the idea of driving an Audi A8, not even worth a

felt just as choked up. Their only option now was to try and get something from Davis. Otherwise, by the time Matthew remembered them, it could be too late.

At Global Mall.