Chapter 1059
Chloe Collins laughed, as though she heard a joke.
"For mistreating my mother alone, your sins are grave."
Exhaustion filtered through her eyes as she had enough of observing the desperation etched on their faces, a desperation born out of a woeful lack of solutions.
"The Taylors will only get worse from here on. A debt of several billion is my gift to all of you. Enjoy."
A smirk played around her lips as she turned to leave, gliding away like a crane taking flight, leaving behind an aura of cold emptiness.
Reginald Taylor grabbed his head on the verge of tears, "We've put all our people into this! What do we do now! The day after tomorrow is payday. Without the Phantasm deal, we don't have enough money to keep things running! If the staff goes on strike, the only thing left would be to file for bankruptcy!"
Rosalind Taylor staggered. Her mind buzzed with only one phrase: finished.
Suddenly, her hand was clasped.
