Chapter 11
Chapter 11
His arm reached out from the car window, handing over a pack of tissues.
She hesitated for a moment, wanting to refuse, but still took them, "Thanks."
The tissues still carried the warmth of his palm.
His gaze quickly withdrew from her face, the car window closed, and the car sped away.
10 AM.
The Dennis Group.
The employees were still holding on to their positions.
The company hadn't paid their salaries for over a month, but because The Dennis Group was a well-
established business, despite all the negative news circulating online, the employees were not willing to
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If Violette didn't know the company was deep in debt, she would never have guessed the calm
atmosphere was actually all a facade.
Violette entered the conference room accompanied by Reaves.
The lawyer saw Violette and said bluntly, "Ms. Dennis, I'm sorry for your loss. Your father entrusted me
to announce his will."
Violette nodded.
The lawyer opened the file and began to state, "Your father has a total of six properties, located in...
Here's the file, please check it."
Violette took the file and carefully checked it.
"Your father also has three parking spaces." The lawyer handed her another file, "As well as eight
shops and twelve cars."
Violette never really knew much about her family's wealth.
On the one hand, she wasn't interested.
On the other hand, her father had never told her in detail.
Now that the lawyer was telling her what her father owned, her heart couldn't calm down for a long
time.
She didn't expect her father to be so rich.
With so many fixed assets, why didn't he sell them to pay for his treatment?
"Besides these assets, there is also this company we are in now." The lawyer paused, "Your father
planned to leave this company to you. However, the company is currently operating at a loss."
Violette looked at the lawyer, "How much is the loss?"
Reaves adjusted his glasses and continued, "The current loss is 800 million. If you want to take over
your father's company, you'll also have to accept his debts. The houses and cars I mentioned earlier
may have to be liquidated to cover the company's losses."
Violette froze.
800 million!
Even if she sold all those houses and cars, it wouldn't be worth 800 million!
"Violette, you can choose not to accept. That way, your father's debts won't fall on you."
Reaves looked a bit disappointed, "But I hope you'll think about it. The company is your father's life's
work, can you bear to see it go bankrupt?"
"What about Alexa and Sabrina?" Violette took a deep breath and asked.
"Don't get me started on your stepmother! The company's current state is half her responsibility. In the
past few years, she let her brother work as the financial officer, and he embezzled a lot of money from
the company. Now he's nowhere to be found." Reaves sighed.
Violette held her forehead with both hands, her voice trembling, "I don't want my father's company to go
bankrupt either, but where am I supposed to get so much money?"
"Then borrow it!" Reaves said, "The company's new product development is almost complete. As long
as we can borrow the money, our financial difficulties will be greatly alleviated once the new product
hits the market."
Violette looked up incredulously, "Who would lend me that much money?"
Reaves said, "Banks. If banks don't lend, look for other investors. Let's try first, and if it doesn't work,
then you can give up. How about that?"
......
The Bourne Group.
Top floor, CEO's office.
The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were spotless.
Elijah sat with his back to the light, holding a file that his assistant Joey Lamont had just brought.
"Mr. Bourne, The Dennis Group is facing almost ten billion in debt this time, and Blake's wife and
youngest daughter left on an early morning flight today, probably not planning to return until the issue is
resolved. I think Violette is likely to give up taking over the company. Ten billion is astronomical to her."
Joey analyzed.
Since Elijah asked for The Dennis Group's information, she thought her boss was interested in the
matter.
"Joey, let's make a bet!" The Bourne Group's CFO Brandon Fleming squinted, gently shaking his coffee
cup, "I bet Violette will come to Elijah for a loan. If she asks Elijah for money, I bet he'll lend her some."
Joey shook his head, "She wouldn't dare, would she?"
Brandon took a sip of coffee and laughed, "You didn't see last night, she smashed a bottle of high-end
wine right in front of us, ready to fight Melinda. She may look gentle, but she's actually even more
ruthless than Melinda."
"Alright, let's bet!" Joey said.
"What are we betting?" Brandon asked.
"If I lose, I'll treat you to a month of coffee. If you lose, you treat everyone in the office to a month of
coffee, how about that?" Joey suggested.
"Deal!" Brandon said.
......
In the afternoon, Violette called several major banks.
The situation wasn't as optimistic as Reaves had said.
Out of the eight banks, the company still owed loans to six of them.
As for the other two banks, of course, they wouldn't dare lend her money either.
"Violette, this is a detailed introduction to our new product. Our product has development prospects. I'll
find a way to get the presidents of the other two banks to meet with you. Dress up later and have a
good talk with them." Reaves handed Violette a thick stack of product introductions.
Violette said, "Why do I have to dress up? I don’t look appropriate now?"
Reaves said, "You haven't put on makeup, and you look pale. It's impolite in the workplace."
Violette said, "I'll check out the product introduction first."
Reaves said, "Alright, I'll contact the two bank presidents. I'll let you know when I've made an
appointment."
6 PM.
Joey got accurate news.
"Mr. Fleming, we both lost," Joey said. "I'm surprised Violette didn't give up the Dennis Group. Plus,
she's having dinner with the heads of two banks tonight."
Brandon was very disappointed, "She's like a lamb to the slaughter! She hasn't even graduated from
college yet and doesn't understand the complexities of society. But I really can't figure out why she
didn't go to Elijah. After all, he's her husband in name, isn't he? Are two playboy bank presidents better
than him?"
Joey sneaked a glance at Elijah's face, which
was so dark.
No matter what, Violette was still his wife in name.
If she really went to accompany those two old men tonight, how would Elijah feel?
Thinking about the boss's way of handling things, Joey felt a little suffocated.
With Elijah's character, if Violette really betrayed him, she might end up in a terrible situation.
"Mr. Bourne, should I give Ms. Dennis a call as a reminder?" Joey carefully suggested.
Elijah's voice was a bit hoarse, "Don't contact her!"
He wanted to see if she really dared to mess around behind his back.
Brandon coughed lightly, "How about we go for a drink? My treat!"
Elijah's expression was gloomy. He closed his laptop and started his wheelchair.
The bodyguard immediately stepped forward, protecting him as he left.