He Lost Me to His Best Friend novel Chapter 695

Scarlett immediately exchanged a loaded glance with Julian, both of them reflecting the exact same immense relief.

*Thank God...*

They had nearly been branded as the 'profit-obsessed sharks' in her mentor's eyes. If Julian hadn't caught wind of the underlying issues and pulled the plug on their investment, Madeleine would have been utterly devastated to find them involved.

Julian gave a decisive nod, his tone reassuringly firm. "The Breeze Pagoda is one of Bay City's greatest cultural treasures. Scarlett and I will do everything in our power to help you. We won't let that project tear it down."

Scarlett stepped in smoothly. "Actually, Professor, Julian and I originally intended to invest. Because of that, I went out for a site visit and drafted a highly detailed geological and structural stress-test analysis."

She pulled out her tablet and tapped the screen to open the old file. "If Thorne Industries and Flynn Group insist on building on the original coordinates, even the slightest deviation from the safety perimeter will obliterate the pagoda's foundation. I ran a simulation—if they force construction, the ground subsidence will immediately compromise the tower."

She handed the tablet over to Madeleine. "I was planning to advise them to shift the entire blueprint south. Yes, it would result in some wasted acreage, but it was the only viable compromise to ensure safety."

Madeleine looked pleasantly surprised. She put on her reading glasses and studied the screen. As she scrolled through the dense data and perfectly mapped stress vectors, the deep lines on her forehead began to smooth out, replaced by a gleam of immense pride.

Worried that her stress might trigger an asthma attack, Julian quickly stepped closer, his voice soothing. "Grandma, please, try to stay calm. Scarlett and I are going to handle this. I'll speak with my father and have him coordinate a multi-department intervention."

Madeleine looked up at him, breathing heavily. "You always know what to do, Julian. Do you have a strategy?"

Julian's lips curved into a faint, calculating smile. "There's no need to engage them in a frontal assault. We just need to ensure that this exact risk assessment magically finds its way to the regulatory boards at a critical juncture."

His eyes darkened with tactical brilliance. "Then, we have a few major media outlets run prime-time features on the historical importance of The Breeze Pagoda, emphasizing how incredibly difficult it was to preserve it in the first place."