The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 33

Chapter 331 The Five–Billion Credit Line

He finished with a cold, predatory sneer.

If Carter Group burned through massive reserves, Eugene’s executive credibility would take a devastating hit.

First he tried throwing capital at a struggling relic like the Sinclairs, and now he was bankrolling Isabella’s bid for Powell Group’s assets.

While Powell Group’s assets were prime real estate, did Carter Group actually need them?

He was burning corporate reserves solely to smooth the path for Isabella.

With a little targeted publicity, Eugene’s leadership standing would shake to its core.

Let’s see how he challenges me then.

“Fine. I’ll authorize some funds for you, but keep your head on straight and don’t take it too far.”

Preston waved a hand, gning an executive chief aide to assist Damian in managing family capital.

“Roughly three billion dollars should do the trick.”

His tone was even as he added, “I’m granting you a five–billion–dollar credit line–force Carter Group to bleed past that figure, got it?”

That was the ceiling of Carter Group liquidity Isabella could touch on paper; any higher, and Carter Group’s balance sheet would take severe damage.

That way, both Eugene and Isabella would face vicious blowback.

Especially Eugene–gambling fortunes to indulge a young girl and funding her family’s firm was treating the Carter dynasty like a personal sandbox.

A frigid sneer touched Preston’s lips.

How could Carter Group’s board ever tolerate such reckless behavior?

No matter how revered Eugene was or how much equity his house controlled, shareholders would crucify him at the annual assembly.

Furthermore, if Isabella burned that much partner capital just to reclaim family assets, what would the Waynes think of such selfish disregard?

What would the Carters think?

In short, this was a single stone killing three birds.

It would let Damian blow off steam while draining Carter Group’s reserves.

Most critically, it would sour the Wayne family’s goodwill toward Isabella.

The lower Isabella and the Sinclairs sank, the safer his grand design remained.

Preston’s gaze chilled into pure malice.

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