Chapter 362

Regret must be eating them alive now, huh?

"Let's go back and have a chat with your dad. That little brat is rolling in dough and she's still shaking us down for that ten million dollars? Time for your old man to cook up a plan."

Lauren was fuming, her strides brisk and rapid. Just as she neared the staircase, her footing gave way, and she took a nasty tumble. She sprawled forward, face- planting onto the floor.

Ruby hurried over to check on her. Lauren lifted her head, her face a mask of agony, blood streaming from her nose.

Poor Lauren.

Dorian's car had just pulled up outside the building when Josefina pushed the door open, ready to step out. A crowd swarmed around her.

"Ms. Josefina, consider partnering with our firm. We're ready to give up a percentage in profit."

"A percentage point to talk to Ms. Josefina? Scram to the side, buddy. I'm willing to offer up two points."

"Me too, and I'll go three points."

"Ms. Josefina, look my way. I don't want a dime in profit, just the chance to partner up with you."

Josefina walked briskly inside, with the crowd pressing closely behind her, each touting their company's strengths.

Dorian listened to their pitches, quite taken aback. He even recognized a couple of faces from before.

Dorian made a call to his assistant, instructing to dig into the matter. Soon enough, the assistant updated Dorian, who was still in the car, "Ms. Josefina led her team to victory in a competition a few days ago. After being falsely accused by Ruby, she revealed her identity as designer Anya, silencing all doubts."

Ruby?

A sly smile curled Dorian's lips. "Let

those people know, no one does business with the Antonios. The Antonios bullied my sister, and now they want to smear her reputation as well? Time for Billy to learn that my sister is not someone they can mess with." s

"Right away, sir."

The assistant, who had been surprised by Dorian's personal attention when Josefina returned, finally understood. Dorian genuinely adored and cherished his sister. For original chapters go to fındnovel.net

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The conference room was packed to the brim. Some attendees had no seats, so they stood.

Josefina presided at the head of the table, with Kale at her side.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your trust and support in our company, However, our factory's

production lines are limited. Our net workers have been stepping net

on

those sewing machines so hard they're practically smoking. The demand for our garments just can't be met." s

The crowd groaned collectively, seeing their chance to cash in slipping away.

Just when everyone thought there was no hope, Josefina spoke again, "We can, however, provide design templates. You handle the production. It's a win-win."

The attendees' faces lit up with excitement, each more eager than the last.

Josefina added, "Since we can't handle too many partners, you'll need to wait for our call. If our company reaches out, that means we're interested in collaborating."

No call would mean they hadn't made the cut in Josefina's selection.

With that glimmer of hope from Josefina, the crowd dispersed, each person anxiously awaiting a call.

Among them, a gaunt and weathered figure stood out. Josefina asked in a low voice, "Who's that?"

Kale didn't need to check any files to answer, "That man is called Fox. He owns a clothing business that's on the brink of bankruptcy. I've looked into these folks. He and Billy were bitter rivals competitors back in the day. Ever since you started backing Billy's company, that man couldn't keep up, and his business has been on the decline." s

Josefina remained silent, taking in the information.