Chapter 387
Leroy’s soup dripped onto the table as he anxiously asked, “Aspen, now that Atlas is dead, what about our money?”
“Shut up!” Christina kicked him under the table. “How can you think about money at a time like this?”
With a grave expression, Christina turned to Aspen. “We need to act fast. Contact someone in the Northern District and get your investment back immediately.”
Aspen snapped out of her daze and quickly dialed Atlas’ office number. A raspy voice answered, “Who are you looking for?”
“This is Aspen from the Bridgefields’ Stevens family, I need to speak with Mr. Atlas Giordano,” she said urgently.
“Are you stupid? Mr. Giordano is as dead as he can be. If you want to find him, try looking in hell,” the voice sneered.
Aspen snapped, “Watch your tone! Who do you think you are to speak to me like that?”
“I’ll speak however I want, lady. Like I said, Mr. Giordano’s dead, and he’s finished,” the voice replied coldly.
Aspen gritted her teeth. “Atlas may be dead, but the Northern District needs to return my ten-million-dollar investment immediately.”
The voice laughed. “Sorry, but Atlas and the Northern District are gone. As for your ten million, I have no idea where to find it.”
Aspen felt her vision blur as she trembled with rage. “What did you just say? Say that again!”
The voice replied impatiently, “Look, I’m done wasting time with you. Everything in the Northern District is gone. If you want your ten million back, good luck–other groups have already cleaned the place out. Maybe if you come now, you can grab some chairs, leftover cutlery, or a toilet…”
The line went dead, and Aspen would have collapsed if Christina had not caught her.
“Aspen, what… what happened?” Christina asked, though she could tell from Aspen’s face that the ten million was likely gone.
Aspen pushed her away and rushed out of the Stevens mansion like a mad woman. “I’m going to the Northern District right now! Those bastards better return my money, or they’ll regret it!”
The family watched in shock at Aspen’s uncharacteristic breakdown. Even Christina was stunned–was this really the same composed, proud Aspen who had arrived in Jayrodale just recently?
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Chapter 387
Irene threw down her bowl and ran out the door in tears, losing a shoe in the process. “Quick, Christie, Leroy, we have to go too! That was my life savings! I’d rather die than lose it all! First, that beast Harvey scammed me, and now this! Is heaven playing some cruel joke on me?”
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Christina knew this situation was far more serious than anyone had imagined.