Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet (by Kay Lucas) novel Chapter 543

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Chapter 543 Seafarm’s Harkijst War

Chapter 543 Seafarm’s Blacklist War

[Seafarm Group is going for the kill! Tycoon Farm is done for. There’s no way they

[Yeah, Seafarm Group is ruthless, but they’ve got the power to back it up. They control the

[Forget it. Don’t bother lining up at Mercury Plaza next week. Tycoon Farm definitely won’t have any eggs

getting put on Seafarm Group’s blacklist either.)

Panic spread across the network like a plague.

Families with young children were hit the hardest. Kids were in the critical stage of developing their mentät zolites Group’s “permanent blacklist” hung over everyone like a blade ready to fall. The pressure was crushing

Lawson Residence. Melanie stared at the cold announcement on the holographic screen. The endless online comment: face turn pale. Even her hands were shaking.

She suddenly grabbed her husband’s arm, her voice trembling. “Vance… what do we do? You argued with Seafarm Group before. What if they already blacklisted us? If Tycoon Farm really gets crushed… what are we supposed to do?”

Vance pulled his wife tightly into his arms.

His face looked grim too, but there was anger burning deep in his eyes,

He looked down at their son. The little boy could clearly sense the tension in the house. He hugged his toy tightly and looked at his parents nervously.

“Don’t be afraid,” Vance said in a low but firm voice, almost like he was reminding himself too. “Seafarm Group is panicking. The harder they push, the more it proves they’re scared. They’re scared of Tycoon Farm.”

He pointed at the arrogant spokesman on the holographic screen. “They think a blacklist can scare everyone? They think we’ll just give up? No chance. I trust Tycoon Farm. If they say they’ll have eggs next week, then they will.”

“But…” Melanie still looked worried. “Seafarm Group controls almost all the hunting squad…”

“So what?” Vance’s eyes flickered with hope. “Tycoon Farm always finds a way. Don’t forget their vegetables. Seafarm Group could never grow anything like that. And their eggs will be the same.” He crouched down and rubbed Raymond’s head gently, “Buddy, trust me. Next week we’ll be eating the freshest eggs from Tycoon Farm. Way better than Seafarm Group’s stuff.”

Raymond nodded innocently. “Okay! I trust Dad! I want fried eggs!”

Even though it was still three days before Monday, anxious loyal customers had already begun gathering outside Tycoon Farm’s store in Mercury Plaza.

They surrounded Fiona as soon as she stepped off the farm delivery truck.

“Ms. Powell! Is that blacklist real?” a middle–aged woman asked anxiously. “We only buy vegetables from your store. We won’t get targeted too, right?”

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yean, Ms Powell,” another man said while holding his child. “Seafarm Group said they control almost all the hunting teams you really still guarantee next week’s egg supply“”

“We do trust Tycoon Farm,” someone else added. “It’s just… Seafarm Group is brutal”

Fiona looked at all the worried faces around her. They were scared, but they still trusted Tycoon Farm. Her emotions were a mets

She had learned about Seafarm Group’s announcement immediately. Their arrogance and cruelty made her furious, but more than anything, she trusted her boss completely.

Fiona took a deep breath. Then she smiled warmly, her voice calm and steady enough for everyone to hear

“Everyone, please don’t panic.”

Her calmness seemed to have a strange effect. The noisy crowd slowly quieted down.

“As for Seafarm Group’s blacklist…” Fiona said with a faint trace of sarcasm, “That is nothing more than aggressive corporate bullying. Tycoon Farm has never asked customers to choose between Seafarm Group and us, and we never will. We simply provide quality products. Customers should always have the freedom to choose.”

She paused and looked around at the crowd. Her tone became even more serious and confident. “And now, about the Cluckoo Egg supply everyone is worried about…”

The entire crowd held their breath.

Fiona’s smile grew brighter, full of confidence and strength.

“On behalf of Tycoon Farm, I officially promise all of you this–Monday at 9:00 a.m., Cluckoo Eggs will go on sale at the Mercury Plaza store right on schedule. We’ll have enough supply, and the quality will be guaranteed. We will not disappoint a single customer who trusts us.”

Her confident promise felt like warmth cutting through the cold fear.

But the fear buried deep in everyone’s hearts remained. Nobody truly felt safe.

After a short silence, the crowd grew restless again.

“Ms. Powell, we trust you! We trust Tycoon Farm!” an elderly man pushing a stroller said shakily, his eyes red “But Seafarm Group controls almost all the hunting teams. This time they’re serious! Maybe the eggs next week are just old stock you saved up. But what about the week after that? Or next month? Can you really keep supplying them every day?” He lowered his head and looked at the baby in the stroller. “We adults can suffer a little. That’s fine. But the kids… the kids can’t go without it.”