Having previously lost her most loyal right-hand man, her relationship with Quentin was already volatile. She had decided long ago that she would bid for the order even if it didn't make a dime, just to sabotage Quentin's partnership with the Yorks.
Gritting her teeth through the pain, she snarled, "Whatever the deficit is, I'll subsidize half of it."
Lily still looked sour. "But we'd still be losing money! We're not doing it."
Eleanor laid out the brutal truth for her. "This is just the beginning! If you can pull off this order, the Yorks will establish a long-term partnership with Alastair. You'll make the money back eventually, and you'll shut up everyone at Whitman Group who's doubting him!
You're barely losing anything. What matters is establishing dominance! If you drop the ball now, what will the Yorks think? Will they ever include you again? Dragging that little bastard Quentin down from the table is the priority! You don't want Madeline to have a better life than you, do you?"
Eleanor's manipulative poison hit its mark.
Lily was the one who had secretly manipulated Penelope into bringing Madeline's infertility report to Quentin, and it was only then that Lily realized just how terrifyingly deep Quentin's love for her ran.
Madeline absolutely could not be allowed to live a better life than her.
Lily nodded. "Fine, we'll do it your way. I'll head back and help Alastair prep the corporate paperwork."
Once the York family received Lily's confirmation, they had no choice but to call Quentin regarding the order.
Madeline was the one who answered the phone.
"Tristan, what's up?"
Tristan asked, "Is Quentin there? There's something I need to discuss with him privately."
Quentin spoke up from beside her. "Just say it. Madeline isn't an outsider; she knows her boundaries."
That was his way of saying Madeline knew everything and wouldn't leak a word.
Though Tristan felt a bit awkward, he spoke anyway. "About the deal we discussed... your sister wants to fight for it on behalf of the Whitman Group. She's matching the price. I figured since you've doted on her since she was a little girl, you wouldn't mind."
Quentin chuckled. Doted on her since she was a little girl?
He looked down at Madeline, who was resting against him.


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