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Caroline let out a humorless laugh. “That factory has nothing to do with me. Whoever you worked for, go ask them for your money.”
“I worked for your family! If your brother can’t pay me, then you have to. Hand it over today, or you’re not going anywhere.” Louise snapped, stepping forward to grip the handlebars of Caroline’s scooter.
Caroline’s expression darkened. “By that logic, you should be asking Helen for it. She’s with the Grayson heir now–soon to be Mrs. Grayson. A few thousand dollars is nothing to her. Besides, aren’t you two close? I’m sure she’d pay you out of friendship.”
Louise scowled. “You think I haven’t tried? She said she doesn’t have the money.”
It was Helen who had told her Caroline was living with some wealthy older man and had plenty of cash to
spare.
That’s why she’d come to Caroline in the first place.
Caroline smirked. “If someone like her, who’s all about luxury clothes and fine dining, doesn’t have money, what makes you think a broke food delivery girl like me would have it? Harassing me is pointless–I really don’t have your money. If you’re that desperate, try the Somertons‘ villa. Maybe you’ll have better luck there.”
Louise fell silent, mulling over her words.
Caroline had no time to waste arguing.
She shoved Louise aside, gunned the throttle, and sped off, leaving Louise frozen in place.
Louise had spent two days searching the neighborhood before finally catching Caroline today–only to walk away empty–handed.
Was Caroline right? Should I go to the Somertons directly?
But the Somertons had power and numbers. Would they even give her the money?
Still, she had to try!
That was a month’s hard–earned wages. She couldn’t just let it go.
With that thought, she decided to head straight to the Somertons‘ villa.
Meanwhile, inside the Somerton home, the brothers sat in gloomy silence.
Edwin paced anxiously. “What do we do now? Someone say something!”
Alaina shot him a resentful look. “The factory’s already a lost cause. Just shut it down.”
Edwin hesitated for a few seconds before responding, “But we’re still in debts, and we haven’t paid the employees‘ their wages this month. If we close the factory, we’ll have zero income–how are we supposed to pay anyone at all?”
“If the factory goes under, there’ll be nothing to pay with!” Alaina snapped. “If you’d just taken that job Linden offered you earlier, you’d have earned plenty by now. We wouldn’t be in this mess
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Edwin grimaced. He did regret it.
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Back then, the debts were manageable. Now, that debt had doubled, and he still had wages to cover
His head felt like it was about to split.
Seeing him speechless, Alaina continued mercilessly, “You ran the factory into the ground, fine. But then you turned down a good job too. What are you good for?”
Her harsh words, spoken in front of his brothers, made Edwin’s face burn with humiliation.
“I was trying to save the factory!” he retorted bitterly. “When I heard Caroline was involved with Mr. Sherwood, I thought he could help us. With his connections, the factory would’ve had endless orders. How could I have known that girl would be so cold–hearted and refuse to help?”
He’d gone to Caroline’s neighborhood multiple times and even camped at the entrance.
However, she’d vanished like smoke. He hadn’t seen her once.
She was probably avoiding him on purpose.
Alaina’s lips curled into a sneer. “That little gold–digger, playing mistress to Mr. Sherwood, has the nerve to act high and mighty with us! Just wait till he dumps her–we’ll see if she comes crawling back.”
Her words dripped with jealousy.
Why couldn’t Helen have been the one with Mr. Sherwood? Even temporarily would’ve been enough.
The Sherwoods were filthy rich–a short fling could’ve netted them a fortune..
And with Helen’s skills, she might’ve even landed a marriage proposal.
From the couch, Miguel’s face darkened. “Alaina, don’t spread rumors about things you haven’t seen.”
Alaina grew even angrier at his rebuke.
“It’s the truth! You knew she was with some rich old man too, didn’t you?”
Miguel had always been polite to her before. Now he was scolding her for Caroline’s sake?
This was all Caroline’s fault.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Alaina went to open it and found Louise standing outside. She instinctively said, “You’re here right? She’s not home.”
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