Chapter 43
Jasmine was getting ready for the auction the next day.
She applied a face mask and took a warm bath, planning to get plenty of beauty sleep. Right before bed, she habitually checked her phone.
The next second, Jasmine shot upright in bed.
Fairchild Holdings had just posted a stark update on their official corporate feed.
[Fairchild Holdings: Ready for war.]
She had subscribed to their feed a long time ago. When she first returned from abroad, she had genuinely intended to pursue Caleb. Back then, Rowan had only met her once and was completely dismissive of her.
She had confided in Lyra about wanting to join Fairchild Holdings.
Lyra had been ecstatic, grabbing her hand and insisting that someone with Jasmine’s credentials was overqualified for a standard role. She had claimed Jasmine could have any position she wanted, short of the Chairman’s seat. She even joked that Caleb’s CEO title was up for grabs, because her brother clearly adored-
Jasmine had to admit, Lyra had treated her incredibly well, viewing her as a true confidante and older sister figure.
But compared to Lyra’s friendship and Caleb’s affection…
She valued Rowan infinitely more.
Having Rowan was like holding the entire world in her hands.
The Jameson Group’s empire stretched globally. Jasmine had seen Rowan featured on financial news networks in California, listed among the top fifty most influential figures in global tech. He was
a titan.
Giving up Rowan for the Fairchild siblings was entirely out of the question.
Jasmine stared blankly at the short sentence for a long moment before dialing Lucas. “Lucas, did you see the post on Fairchild Holdings’ official feed?”
Lucas swiped through his phone. “Yeah, I see it. Sounds like they’re feeling fired up over there.”
But no one actually knew what it meant.
Sensing Jasmine’s tension, Lucas playfully teased her. “You don’t think Lyra is declaring war on you, do you? Looks like she still hasn’t given up.”
Jasmine let out a dry laugh. “That’s not funny.”
The representative then delivered the standard closing remarks, asking her to reach out if she had more items to sell in the future.
She didn’t offer a single reaction.
Alan had overheard the phone conversation through the video feed. He asked,
“Boss, our firm isn’t hurting for capital right now. Why are you liquidating your personal assets?”
Over six months ago, Lyra had registered an offshore investment firm in California. Relying on her memories of the future, she had poured her entire net worth into stocks she knew would skyrocket, bringing in massive, rapid returns. Her employees practically worshipped her as a financial prodigy.
Lyra answered smoothly, “I just want to make more.”
The millions she had just secured from the auction house…
By investing early in the tech sector and backing future blockbuster entertainment projects, she knew a multi-million dollar investment would yield tenfold returns.
She could never have enough capital for what was coming.
After wrapping up the meeting, Lyra picked up a financial newspaper, but she couldn’t focus on a single word.

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