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At this point, it was evident that YM Capital was incapable of managing the project-so it was time to pass it on to the Moore Group, belonging to a distinguished family that made Goldman Pax Corporation hesitant. Timothy pressed his lips together, his eyes reddening as a chilling malice seeped into his expression.

"Melody, are you truly trying to sabotage Goldman Pax Corporation?"

This project was the largest Goldman Pax had this year.

If they lost it, the financial fallout would be immense and nearly impossible to recover from.

Both Carson and Timothy wore expressions of anguish, their complex gazes fixed on Melody.

They desperately wished she would relent and hand the plan over to Goldman Pax.

After all, Goldman Pax was part of the Shields' legacy.

Suzanna seized the moment, her fragile form bending forward as she faced Melody.

"Mel, for Tim's sake, for Goldman Pax, I beg you don't hold my moment of weakness against us. Please give the plan back."

Melody laughed coldly, leaning lazily into Edward's embrace. "Give it back?

"Ridiculous. Those who didn't know better would think this plan was some treasured family heirloom."

She observed as Suzanna readied herself to grovel, showing no inclination to stop Elana, tense and on edge, was too distracted to intervene.

her.

The three brothers wore grim expressions, clearly torn, yet none stepped forward to assist

Suzanna.

Thus, Suzanna found herself groveling at Melody's feet, tears shimmering in her eyes as she looked up.

"Mel, I'm begging you... can't you let Tim and the others off the hook?"

Timothy's expression darkened, his gaze sharp and cold. Unable to contain himself, he

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stepped forward and pulled Suzanna back. "Suzie, she's just a cold-hearted traitor-don't beg

herl":

Melody tilted her head lazily, a sweet smile dancing on her lips, her voice deceptively

innocent.

"Oh, how touching! Crying like a drama queen to force a compromise-who knew you were the trailblazer of modern bullying? Too bad, I'm not falling for it.

"Geezer, care to chime in?"

Melody turned her attention to Jacob, who lounged against the bar, equally relaxed and tousled, much like her.

At thirty-one, Jacob wasn't old, but his artistic long hair, sometimes braided or wild, lent him a distinctive charm. Melody teased him by calling him Geezer, and he playfully retorted with "Brat".

Their master-apprentice relationship seemed confrontational but was truly that of two protective allies.

Jacob was a giant in the finance world, guiding successful investments that could multiply exponentially.

Recently, the Summers had approached him to be a consultant, and to everyone's surprise, he had actually agreed.

Terrence was eager to treat him like royalty, knowing he was at the Golden Financial Summit and using every tactic to get close.

But then, Jacob's voice cut through the air, cold and devoid of warmth.

"From now on, I won't accept any consulting or investment projects from clients linked to the Shields or the Summers."

Terrence panicked, rushing over to Jacob with an overly flattering smile. "M-Mr. McDonald what are you talking about? Why aren't you working with us at Summer Capital anymore? "If it's about the pay we're offering, I can increase it!!"

Terrence desperately needed Jacob's expertise for his latest project, practically idolizing him.

Jacob shrugged off Terrence's grip, leaning back against the bar again, casting a sideways glance at Elana. "Mr. Summer, you truly raised an exceptional daughter.

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"She openly bullied my first student, and you're still daring to talk about collaboration?"

Jacob slammed his hand on the table, wincing as pain shot through it, quickly withdrawing his hand with a grimace.

Ouch... that hurt!


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