Chapter 167

“They’ve truly lost all shame now,” Aubree thought. “Day after day, they spout this nonsense, but in reality possess…”

“How did I never realize before just how utterly shameless the Wilson family were?”

“If you really want to help me,” Aubree snapped, “then sign the damn contract!”

They’ve already schemed to take everything!

Ronald put on his most fatherly demeanor, as if completely forgetting all the things he’d done behind her back. “Now, now, Aubree,” he said with feigned warmth, “what kind of talk is that? We’re family, after all.”

A wave of disgust washed over Aubree—she was so revolted she nearly gagged.

Atlas froze, completely baffled by what was happening.

Aubree wasn’t a Wilson, so it genuinely hadn’t occurred to Atlas that they might be related. But the more he listened, the more he started to put the pieces together.

“Wait–wasn’t there a rumor that the Wilson family raised their own biological daughter as an adopted one? Could Aubree actually be her?” Atlas wondered.

Damn, he really stepped right on a landmine.

‘But then again, with the Wilson family actively extending an olive branch, why wouldn’t Aubree capitalize on it? After all, the Wilson family is no ordinary force,’ Atlas thought.

Atlas thought, “When it comes to business, it’s no exaggeration to say the Wilson family controls half the business world in Rithol City. And in political and military circles, they also wield considerable influence. The Wilson family is second only to the Turner family in Rithol City.”

The Wilson family is second only to the Turner family in Rithol City.

“Beyond managing the Wilson Group, Bryan also founded Peakru Group, which is likewise one of the top-tier enterprises in Rithol City.”

Vincent sensed the situation was deteriorating. He gave the other two a meaningful look, signaling them to follow him out.

The private room was cleared, leaving the three of them alone.

Aubree casually picked up the cup from the table and took a sip to steady herself. Then she said coldly, “Other than signing the contract, I have nothing to say to you people.”

Seeing these two did sour her mood, but then she thought, ‘Their desperate scramble to get close to me now is the clearest proof of my own success.’

“Wasn’t this exactly what I wanted–to make the Wilson family taste the same hell I went through in my old life? Finally, I’ll drag them down into the abyss.”

Aubree’s lips curled into a sardonic smile as she surveyed the two men with composed ease.

“Aubree, you must have noticed some of Bree Technology’s shortcomings by now, right? You handled the underage user issue well enough, but let’s be honest–you’re still young and inexperienced. That was just the beginning,” said Bryan.

Aubree’s face remained impassive. ‘So what?’ Aubree thought defiantly, ‘If I can handle one problem, what makes you think I can’t handle the next?’

He continued, “You’re seeking investment mainly because other live-streaming platforms have emerged, right? To stay competitive. Honestly, Bene Technology’s profits are nowhere near what they used to be.”

Aubree finally shot Bryan a glance. “Well, what a rare occasion to see you showing concern for me for once.”

Bryan was left speechless.

“Cut the crap. Even if my company goes bankrupt, I’ll never let it carry the Wilson name.” Aubree swept a cold, contemptuous glance over the two men.

“Damn it,” Ronald thought, rubbing his temples. “How did I never realize Aubree could be this unyielding?”

Ronald said with feigned resignation, “Aubree, we admit we’ve wronged you–all the past mistakes were ours. But we are family. Why keep holding this grudge against us?”

“You have to understand, the underage user issue is just the tip of the iceberg. If something worse happens, Bree Technology could get shut down for good.”

Aubree scoffed, “So what?”

Aubree’s unyielding attitude left Ronald and Bryan feeling like they were punching cotton—utterly frustrated and powerless.

Ronald looked at Aubree and said earnestly, “Aubree, I really want to help you. You need investment, right? How much do you want? Just say the word, and I’ll give it to you.”

Bryan added, “It’s not just the Wilson Group–I’m willing to give you all the liquid assets my private company can mobilize.”

“Aubree,” Bryan said, his voice softening, “I truly miss you. Emery and Mom all miss you too."

Ronald, his voice trembling with feigned remorse, implored, “Aubree, won’t you forgive me for not being there for you before?”

Aubree let out a cold, sarcastic laugh. “So generous, huh? Just how generous could they possibly be?”