The 24th Century Warrior Became a Fake Heiress novel Chapter 41

Chapter 41 The Price of a Favor

But Isabella was clearly the one who got wronged.

Besides, didn’t Mia and her crew totally have it coming?

With that in mind, Isaac quickly came up with a compromise.

Namely–taking Isabella to give Mia and her friends a good beating.

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That way, Isabella could vent her anger, Mia’s crew would learn their lesson, and it would be absolutely perfect.

Then he could easily convince Isabella to let the legal stuff slide.

Otherwise, forget Isabella, even he couldn’t swallow this insult!

Why the h*ll should his sister get bullied at school?!

It was only her first day!

Isaac felt incredibly protective and indignant.

If Adrian hadn’t mentioned the crisis at the Powell Group, Isaac wouldn’t even have bothered coming up here to play peacemaker.

As Isaac spoke, Isabella’s eyebrows twitched slightly, and she looked over at her second brother.

She actually heard everything Isaac and Adrian had discussed downstairs.

For Adrian to come home specifically to demand she drop the charges against Mia’s crew, the family business was almost certainly in deep trouble.

Remembering how the Powell Group had taken a massive beating trying to short the Hanks Group, the corners of Isabella’s lips curled into a faint smirk.

Adrian must have gotten way too greedy, draining all the liquid capital from the Powell Group’s accounts–and even from upcoming projects–just to bet against the Hanks family.

Now that his little gamble had blown up in his face, leaving their core capital completely drained to cover the deficit, what was he going to do about the funding for those other projects?

Adrian would have no choice but to rely on his business partners to plug the massive financial

hole.

At that thought, a cold, mocking smile played across Isabella’s face.

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What an absolute loser, demanding his own sister sacrifice herself to clean up his mess.

Adrian really had some nerve calling himself a brilliant young prodigy and a corporate shark.

Gross.

Isabella let out a soft, dismissive scoff before replying, “Sure, why not?“.

She looked flatly at Isaac and said, “I can let Mia’s crew go, but they have to get down on their knees and apologize to me in public. That’s exactly what they promised me earlier.

“On top of that, I want a five percent stake in the family business.”

The original girl had been completely neglected by Adrian and the rest of the family since her

return.

Adrian in particular treated her like garbage, yet the moment he needed a favor, he showed up barking orders for her to drop the charges against the Bexleys.

Did he think she was some mindless pawn he could just boss around?

In his dreams.

If he wanted her to bail out his precious Powell Group by letting Mia walk, he had to pay up.

A five percent share was nothing more than what rightfully belonged to her anyway.

Hearing her terms, a look of hesitation crossed Isaac’s face.

He barely involved himself in the family business.

In truth, Isaac was just a carefree playboy; Adrian was the one running the entire show at the Powell Group.

He wasn’t entirely sure if Adrian would actually agree to fork over that five percent to Isabella.

Frankly, as a child of the Powell family, Isabella should have had that five percent stake all along, but because she went missing at a young age, her share was never allocated.

As a result, she didn’t own a single slice of the corporate pie.

Weighing the situation, Isaac made up his mind and said, “Fine, I’ll talk to Adrian for you.”

His voice turned serious as he added, “You were the one who got pushed around today. There’s no way Adrian gets to sacrifice you for the company’s sake while leaving you completely empty–handed.

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“If anything, we’ll make the Bexleys bleed for this.

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“Their own kid came looking for trouble with our sister, so why shouldn’t they pay the price?”

Isaac steeled his resolve as those protective thoughts raced through his head.

“Don’t worry, I’ll handle Adrian. But hey, are we still gonna jump them with potato sacks?”

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