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Lady Wilson was feeling quite despondent.

What options did she have? What could she possibly do?

The Wilson family had no alternative income streams, they were buried in debt, and their financial foundation had long since crumbled. The only way out of this dire situation was to secure investors quickly; otherwise, their family would face collapse.

Unfortunately, Kenneth, who might have been their savior, had also departed. Who else could they turn to now?

With a heavy sigh, Lady Wilson remarked, “For now, we must tackle this one step at a time.”

In a sudden burst of inspiration, her eyes lit up. She turned to Wendy and exclaimed, “Wendy, Kenneth entrusted you to Jeffrey Weaver, didn’t he? While the Weaver family may not possess the wealth of Kenneth, their net worth is still around one to two billion! Why don’t you reach out to him and ask for a few million to help our company out of this crisis?”

Christopher clapped his hands in excitement. “Absolutely! How could we forget about Jeffrey? Wendy, you had a brief romance with him, didn’t you? Surely, he wouldn’t let us suffer!”

Wendy, disregarding any embarrassment about being around men, quickly pulled out her phone and dialed Jeffrey, believing he could resolve their issues.

What she didn’t realize was that Jeffrey was currently riding in a Land Cruiser, heading north.

The tune “North to Alaska” by Johnny Horton played on the radio, leaving Jeffrey unsure if it was a deliberate choice by the driver. As he listened, he felt a chill in his heart, as if it were bleeding.

Moreover, Albert’s men had confiscated his phone per Charlie’s orders, which prohibited both Jordan and Jeffrey from using their phones or accessing the Internet. Therefore, he was completely unaware that Wendy was anxiously trying to reach him.

Wendy felt a twinge of confusion and surprise when she couldn’t get through. She muttered, “What’s going on? Did Jeffrey turn off his phone? Shouldn’t we be celebrating since they’ve just resolved Kenneth’s issues?”

Lady Wilson suggested, “Perhaps his phone battery died. Give it another try later!”

“Alright!”

Meanwhile, the chaos that had erupted within the Weaver family had spread like wildfire throughout Aurous Hill, causing significant upheaval, particularly in the pharmaceutical sector.

Rumors circulated that Jordan Weaver, the head of the family, along with his son Jeffrey, the heir to Weaver Pharmaceuticals, were being sent to Mount Golmin. A hit order had even been issued against them by several influential families, indicating they had likely offended someone powerful.

No one was certain who they had crossed.

Members of the Weaver family were too fearful to discuss the matter, let alone Don Albert.

The news spread rapidly across the city, reaching Christopher in no time.

He was utterly devastated to learn that Jeffrey and Jordan had lost their influence and were on their way to Mount Golmin.

He immediately shared the devastating news with his family. Lady Wilson’s blood pressure spiked, and she nearly fainted, only saved by Christopher’s quick reflexes as he caught her.

Christopher helped his mother settle onto the sofa. The distraught woman wailed in despair, striking her thigh and lamenting, “Oh, dear God, you want us dead, don’t you!”

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