"Are you not planning to get Damian out?" the middle-aged man who had stirred up trouble asked anxiously. He only wanted to get more money, not to hold onto these worthless stocks forever.
Zuri stopped and looked at him. "I don't care. I'm willing to spend a billion to get him out. But I won't go a penny over that. If you want to sell, sell. If not, keep them. Maybe someday they'll miraculously rise in value."
"If anyone changes their mind, you can call me. By the way, I only need 70% of the shares. With 70% of the signatures on that agreement, Damian will be released. As for the remaining 30%, I won't be buying those. If you don't want to sell, keep them as a memento."
With that, Zuri left without looking back.
Was she worried that no one would sell? Not at all.
Her parting words planted a psychological seed. If they hesitated, they risked being among the 30% left out.
After Zuri left, the tea house investors quickly fell apart.
"Don't fall for her trick. She wouldn't dare," the middle-aged man urged.
The nearby people nodded, but once the crowd dispersed, they each pulled out their phones to call Zuri. Those who acted quickly got through, while those who hesitated heard the busy signal and panicked even more.
By the end of the afternoon, Zuri had acquired over 60% of the shares. Those who hadn't come hurriedly sought her out to sell their shares that night.
By midnight, Zuri had all the agreements, letters of understanding, and statements signed.
These thin pieces of paper were bought with a billion dollars.
The next day, Zuri called Jonah.
"I have all the agreements. Let's set a time to meet."
Jonah was stunned, almost in disbelief.
She had handled it all in just one day.
"Really?"
"You'll see when we meet."
"I'm in the countryside today. Let's meet at a tea house at three tomorrow afternoon."
"Fine."
As soon as she hung up, Dalia called.
"Third Brother, I've arranged everything. Tomorrow we meet with the official. I spent over five million to get Xiao Yu out."
Jonah sneered, "No need. Someone else will get my son out. You can just give me that money."
"Who?" Dalia pressed.
He had mentioned it before, and now again. Could someone really get Damian out so quickly? Impossible!
"You don't need to know who."
"Third Brother, don't be fooled. It's not that simple." She had struggled so much, how could someone else handle it so easily?
"We'll see in a month if it's a scam. I don't have time to argue. Don't bother with Damian. Just give me the money. If you don't, you know the consequences."
Jonah hung up, leaving Dalia fuming.
She had only mentioned millions to show she had spent a lot.
Jonah had already squeezed two million out of her, draining her savings. Now he wanted another five million. Where was she supposed to get that kind of money?
As the chairman's wife of Lin Group, she had spent her money on clothes and jewelry, not leaving much cash.
Jonah was becoming increasingly reckless.
If she didn't deal with him, her future would be miserable. A parasite like him deserved to die!
Dalia pulled out her phone and dialed a number. It was quickly answered.
"Darling, miss me? Where are we meeting today?" The man's voice was soft, but his expression was one of disdain. He tolerated her only for the money.
Dalia's face was stern. "Xiao Chuan, my third brother found out about us. He's using it to blackmail me. What should I do? Maybe we should stop seeing each other."
The man pushed away a beautiful woman in his arms, his expression serious. "Don't worry, I'll handle him."
Damned man, trying to cut off my money!
Dalia had spoiled him over the years, making him accustomed to a luxurious lifestyle.
"No, if you confront him, he'll just get more angry. He might tell my husband. We should stop seeing each other and act like strangers if we meet again." Dalia said with feigned sadness.
Graham reassured her, his voice urgent. "Darling, could you really leave me? After all we've been through? You're a part of my life now, and I won't let go. Don't worry, I'll take care of your brother."
"If he likes to talk so much, let's make sure he can't anymore."
His tone was cold and ruthless.
Dalia hurriedly responded, "What are you planning? Don't do anything stupid. He's my brother, I won't allow it."
Graham laughed softly. "Darling, don't worry. I won't do anything illegal. I'll just warn him. Trust me."
But he had already decided otherwise.
After hanging up, Dalia smirked, with no sign of worry or concern.
Jonah, if you're heartless, don't blame me for being ruthless.
At a tea house, people came and went. Zuri got out of a taxi, walked in, and sat by a window, waiting for Jonah.
Her phone buzzed. Jonah had texted: "I'm here. Are you?"
Zuri replied, then looked out the window. Across the street, Jonah was getting out of a taxi, preparing to cross.
Suddenly, a large truck lost control and sped towards Jonah in the middle of the street. Zuri jumped up, waving to warn him.
Jonah, confused, continued towards her.
The truck roared closer. By the time Jonah noticed, it was too late. He froze in fear, eyes wide.
With a loud crash, Jonah was thrown like a rag doll, landing heavily three meters away. Blood pooled around him.