Charles’ POV:
The second I got back to the company and saw Amy, I ordered ‘tersely, "Amy, go to the finance
department and inform them to get me all the money we can use."
"Mr.Moore, why do you need so much money?"
A shocked Amy asked instead of hurrying off to carry out my instruction.
"You must have heard that the stock price of Wilson Group plummeted.I need a large sum of money to
help Caroline get through this."
"But… Something went wrong with our project in Europe.We can’t proceed as expected so the capital
is still trapped in the project until we are able to complete it.The company’s capital chain is also very
tight, and we really can’t squeeze out so much money for the time being,"
Amy informed me in a grim voice.I loosened my tie irritably and rubbed my temple, lost in thought.
"I’ll think of a way to get the money.But for now, suspend all the expensive projects and transfer one
hundred million dollars to the Wilson Group."
"Mr.Moore, once those projects are stopped, it will cause a great loss to the company.Isn’t there any
other way?"
The door opened at that exact moment and Nevaeh walked in with a cup of coffee in her hand.
"Sir, here is your coffee."
"Put it on the table."
With a slow strut, Nevaeh walked to my desk and placed the coffee to my left.She was wearing a tight
and sexy business suit.
When she bent down, the V-shaped collar was slightly open, revealing half of her plump breasts and
the cleavage.
"Sorry, but I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation.It sounded like you need money urgently.If
you don’t mind, I can borrow some money from my father."
"No, thanks.I think the company can release some money."
I emphasized my words with a decisive shake of my head.
The money in question was a large sum and with the Wilson Group facing possible bankruptcy, there
was a major possibility that the money could be in vain.
"Charles, you don’t have to be so formal with me.We grew up together.If you need help and I’m able to
offer it, then why won’t you accept my help?"
Nevaeh’s face was scrunched up in disapproval.
"Nevaeh, the money I want to borrow is not a small amount.It’s one hundred million."
"You don’t have to fret.I’m certain my dad will be able to get the money if I ask him for it.He will certainly
lend you the money since it’s for an emergency and you are capable of returning the money at a later
time.It’s better to take the money from me than to stop the company’s projects.Since we are friends, I
will offer you a lower interest rate."
Without a doubt, borrowing money from Nevaeh was the besť course of action.
I nodded my head in agreement.
"Thank you, Nevaeh."
"Charles, it’s my honor to help you."
Caroline’s POV: In the afternoon, I called the CFO, Asta to my office.
"How is the loan going? What did the bank say?"
Asta’s face was grim.
"Miss Wilson, I’ve talked to the bank and the repayment date for our previous loan is getting nearer.We
have to pay the outstanding loan before the new year and only after that can we go through the re
lending process.Unfortunately, due to the present circumstances, the company has a low credit rating.If
we can’t pany to 28-sigil oli thé loan, it will be difficult for us to get the loan from the bank.They believe
the risk is too great for them to give us the loan without a co-signer.We have discussed with the bank
officials at length and the situation is not very favorable for us."
My heart sank at his report.
If we failed to pay the loan on time, then Wilson Group’s credit rating will decline even further.
But the fact that the bank was urging us to repay the outstanding loan as soon as possible bothered
me.What if the bank just wanted its money back and had no plans of lending us money ever again?"
"Go and make an appointment with the bank.The meeting should be either tomorrow or the day after
tomorrow.I’ll go with you and negotiate with them again,"
"Okay, I’ll arrange it right away."
After Asta left, the calm facade I was spotting evaporated and I stared at the ceiling helplessly.
In just two days, the stock price of Wilson Group plummeted, and the company was riddled with crises.
Dad didn’t want to see me and the shareholders were very unhappy with me.
It felt like I had been abandoned by everyone and left to fight this battle alone.
I was tired, and this tiredness I felt was soul deep.
But I trudged on, hoping to find the light at the end of this dark tunnel because I knew I couldn’t afford
to fall now.
The next morning, I had a meeting with the bank.
When I asked them about the loan, they reiterated Asta’s words.
"Is there no other way? Wilson Group needs a lot of money to survive this crisis."
The manager thought for a while before finally raising his head and meeting my eyes.
"Miss Wilson, I heard that you have a very close relationship with the president of Moore Group.If
Moore Group agrees to provide a guarantee for you, the bank will approve another loan to Wilson
Group"
"Really?"
All of a sudden, a glimmer of hope rose in my heart.
In a hurry, I took out my phone and was about to call Charles.
Just then, my phone lit up with an incoming call.
It was Simon.
"Simon, what happened?"
"Caroline, I want to discuss the solution for this capital crisis with you.Are you available now?"
"I will ask Charles for help.With his guarantee, I can get a loan from the bank."
A short pause preceded Simon’s cold words.
"Don’t be naive, Caroline.I don’t think Charles will help you."
"Why?"I asked in confusion.
"I just found out that it was Charles who forced Roger to withdraw his investment in the project! Charles
is only pretending to be nice to you when the truth is that he has been secretly working to pull down the
Wilson Group."
"That’s impossible!"
My back stiífened in my seat as fury swamped me.
"Simon, I won’t allow you to slander Charles like this! He will never do anything as despicable as what
you are accusing him of," I snapped at Simon, barely keeping my anger in check.
"Caroline, why are you so silly? Edward has been against your relationship with him.He must have a
grudge against Edward."
"That’s enough.I trust in Charles."
With a snarl, I cut through Simon’s words.
There were a few more words on the tip of my tongue, mostly what I thought of Simon’s accusations,
but the news being shown on the TV snagged my attention.
"The Moore Group just made a partnership with Greem Investment.It is said that the two families will be
strengthening their business relationship through marriage."
Strength left my limbs and I stumbled.
Unseeingly, I stared at the rest of the news program, my brain unable to comprehend anything in
particular.
For a very long time, my ears kept buzzing, the world refusing to make any kind of sense.
The room began spinning a little too fast as Simon’s voice got farther and farther away.
Marriage? How could this be? Charles had promised to marry me soon.
So how could he suddenly change his mind and decide to marry another woman out of the blue?
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