Shattered Vows: Call Me Auntie Now novel Chapter 57

Raymond immediately locked onto the core issue.

"Even so, with a financial hole that deep, there's no way he could plug it that quickly unless he tapped into unregulated channels."

Caleb nodded. "Spot on. To stabilize the foreign subsidiaries and prevent total collapse, Dante went to Obsidian Capital."

Raymond's brow furrowed heavily at the name.

"Obsidian Capital? He signed a gamble agreement with them?"

"Yes. Obsidian injected billions of dollars in emergency capital in one lump sum, specifically to patch the overseas deficit and settle short-term debts, stabilizing his market position."

Raymond flashed a cold smile, exuding the predatory aura of a hawk hunting in the dead of night.

"Obsidian Capital are infamous European vultures. They feed on companies in crisis. They won't release their jaws until they tear a massive pound of flesh from Dante."

"Because of that, he will absolutely accelerate his timeline to seize control of the Moretti assets."

"So what's our next move? Should we start reaching out to other board members beyond the director to build a stronger coalition?"

"What's the rush?" Raymond rested his hand on his knee, tapping his fingers in a slow, relaxed rhythm.

Caleb stole a nervous glance at his boss through the rearview mirror.

It was the classic case of the general being perfectly calm while his soldiers panicked.

Suddenly, Raymond's tapping fingers paused.

"What was the deal with the medication I told you to source?"

Caught off guard, Caleb blinked. "What medication?"

"The asthma inhaler," Raymond reminded him coldly.

Utterly perplexed, Caleb asked, "I secured the most effective prescription available globally. Was there a problem with it?"

He had no idea why his billionaire boss needed an inhaler, but surely the best stuff on the market couldn't be wrong?

Raymond lazily dragged out his response. "It was too expensive."

Expensive enough that she had nearly blown his cover.

Reacting purely on instinct, she ducked behind a massive oak tree, peeking just half her face around the trunk to spy on the scene.

She saw Raymond lingering by the car, saying something to the driver, who nodded back eagerly.

Under the glow of the streetlights, she finally got a clear look.

The driver was a man—a rather handsome, sharp-looking younger man.

Quinn gasped aloud, instantly slapping a hand over her mouth.

Even though she already knew Raymond's sexual orientation leaned that way, witnessing it firsthand still sent a massive shockwave through her system.

Were they... having a secret rendezvous?

No wonder he needed her for a fake marriage. She was acting as the ultimate, ironclad alibi.

She glanced at the hood ornament—a limited-edition Rolls-Royce Cullinan easily worth a fortune.

Well damn, his sugar daddy was loaded!