After all the commotion, Wyatt Wynn accompanied Damien Vaughn out of the room.
It was rare to see him at the hot spring hotel, and he had even changed into one of the hotel’s robes. Wyatt Wynn was extremely curious.
"Vaughn, what brings you here today? And getting mixed up with those scumbags. How did they piss you off?"
"You didn’t even give me a heads-up you were coming. I would’ve set you up in a VIP suite. There’s no way I would’ve let your good mood be ruined."
Damien Vaughn ignored him, and Ryan interjected.
"President Wynn, could I trouble you to take me to the security room? I need to look for someone."
"Look for someone? Who? Did someone else piss off our President Vaughn tonight?"
"I’ll go too." Damien Vaughn glanced coolly at Wyatt Wynn. "Less talk. Lead the way."
A moment later, the three of them were in the security room. Wyatt Wynn personally pulled up the surveillance footage for them to see.
Soon, Damien Vaughn saw the scene he had witnessed at the hotel entrance.
"Stop. Zoom in here. Show me this woman’s face."
Cecelia Archer was shorter than the men and somewhat obscured in their midst, but when magnified, her features were vaguely discernible.
Wyatt Wynn moved the mouse, and as he did, he jumped in shock.
’Why does she look so familiar? Isn’t that...’
’Isn’t she supposed to be dead? Why is she at my hotel, and with so many men?’
He finally understood why Damien Vaughn had shown up tonight and why he was so furious.
If even Wyatt Wynn recognized Cecelia Archer, how could Ryan not?
He stared at the screen in disbelief. "President Vaughn, this is..."
Damien Vaughn’s expression was dark. "Isn’t this your failure? Get to it. Investigate."
’Shane Grant is actually pulling tricks right under my nose!’
’I thought it was a bit cruel to make him go bankrupt in his middle age, but now it seems I’ve been far too merciful.’
Seeing such an outrageous thing happen within his scope of responsibility, Ryan panicked. He turned to leave and investigate, but Damien Vaughn suddenly stopped him.
"Wait."
"Slow down the acquisition of that land by the international airport."
He would give Shane Grant another chance.
He wanted to see just how Cecelia Archer planned to turn the tide for Shane Grant while he was stuck, helpless, in a hospital bed!
「The Grant Residence.」
When Cecelia Archer got back, she put the children to bed and was consumed by endless regret.
’How could I have been so confident? Believing I could convince those old real estate sharks to invest with just a few words, when even Shane Grant couldn’t manage it?’
No wonder Zeke Walton had told her not to get involved. Things were far more complicated than she had imagined.
The disgusting scenes from tonight made her want to vomit. She was too agitated to sleep, but things had reached this point; she had to try, even if it seemed impossible. She couldn’t just stand by and watch the Grant Group collapse.
Cecelia Archer carefully reviewed the list of companies she had compiled from top to bottom. Finally, she resolved to pull herself together and try again tomorrow, starting with the oldest and largest company: Apex Estates.
The owner of Apex Estates was Henry Sterling, a Veridia native over sixty years old. He had a good reputation in the industry and no major scandals to his name.
’He’s an old man,’ she thought, ’he probably won’t get any funny ideas about me, right?’
With a plan in mind, Cecelia Archer showed up at Apex Estates at eight o’clock the next morning.
Learning from her previous experience, she didn’t recklessly ask the receptionist for a meeting with the president.

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