Winning Her Heart back (Emelie and William)

Chapter 688 Breaking His Limbs

Emelie lifted her head, looked at him, and then moved her rook one square over.

"Mr. Middleton, you're Mr. Davis's closest friend. Isn't it inappropriate to curse him like that?" she said.

They were playing international chess. The game had a board with 64 squares, with each player controlling 16 pieces that move in different ways. The goal was to checkmate the opponent's king.

"In the past three years, three-fifths of the Davis Group's funds have gone to Xanther. One-fifth has been keeping the Davis Group running. And the last fifth? He's been using it to expand the company's business. "William's voice was neutral.

He continued, "But who would've known the market would tank over the last two years? Nearly all the industries were going down. His investments didn't just fail, it was bad timing and luck. Now, he's facing a major cash deficit, especially lately."

William moved a pawn.

In the game of chess, pawns can only move forward, and never backward.

William's gaze darkened. "By the end of the year, he'll need to settle his accounts. He's already taken out a bunch of loans from the bank and can't get any more. Even so, the deficit is still there, putting him in a tough spot."

Emelie listened, a slight smirk forming on her lips as she moved her piece. "Mr. Middleton, you seem to know a lot about Mr. Davis' finances. It's a bit intrusive, don't you think? But since we're here, care to share just how big that deficit is?"

William responded, clearly

look at you, Mr. Middleton, and Mr. Swanson and Mr.

end of the year, everyone needs to settle their accounts. 100 million is a nine-digit number.

knight,

a business trip here, stuck in a snowstorm. Even if he wanted to reach

Davis Group on the brink of collapse? Its downfall would be nothing but trouble for him considering William's

composedly moved her piece to one square.

he's really that desperate, and suddenly he has over 100 million

Group might dip into Soar's

that kind of person. I trust his character," she defended Charles, her

looked at her. She was the mastermind here, yet she was

another piece, capturing one

her chin with her hand. "Mr. Middleton, it seems like you have less faith

they'll do whatever it takes to survive. You gave him the encryption key, making it easy

smiled as she advanced her pieces, closing

his side. Even if he

Emelie stayed silent.