The Platonic Trap novel Chapter 149

Met with an immediate, blistering curse, Celia frowned, her friendly smile vanishing.

What kind of tantrum was Talbot throwing now?

Nodding politely to the woman with the glasses, she took her phone and walked to the stairwell.

"What's wrong?" she asked smoothly.

Talbot was raging on the other end, practically growling. "You're asking me what's wrong? Forrester Group is on the verge of bankruptcy, and you're playing dumb!"

Hearing that Forrester Group was collapsing finally sparked a reaction in her eyes.

"Tell me exactly what happened," she said coldly.

"Are you actually clueless, or just acting?" Talbot sneered. "Fine, I admit my words at graduation were a bit harsh, but I was telling the truth!"

"Who else would want a woman like you? With your weak personality, I'm the only one who can protect you."

All this rambling, and still no point.

Annoyance flashed in Celia's eyes. "Get to the point, Talbot."

He took a deep, furious breath, trying to suppress his rage. "Celia, you got Alistair Zucker to crush my company just to get back at me, didn't you? Just to force me to beg?"

Ah, now she understood.

She pressed her lips together, her mind racing.

So Alistair had remembered Talbot's public humiliation of her at the graduation ceremony.

No wonder Talbot and Evelyn had been so quiet lately.

Their company was practically dead!

While Celia felt a twisted sense of satisfaction at Alistair's vengeance.

—It would have been perfect if her shares weren't tied up in Forrester Group.

Now she wanted to cry.

She mentally noted that he was communicating with the grace of a stubborn pig.

"Talbot, I mean, what method did my uncle use to push Forrester Group to the brink of collapse?"

He scoffed coldly. "A man like him doesn't need 'methods.' He just had to casually mention that he won't work with us anymore, and every corporation in the Capital blacklisted us on the spot!"

Hearing this, a plan formed in her mind.

In other words, Alistair had only applied verbal pressure; he hadn't actively sabotaged their capital yet.

That meant there was still a chance to reverse this.

As long as Forrester Group appeared to be back in Alistair's good graces, those other companies would immediately resume business.

"Celia, whatever you're doing, go find Alistair right now and clear this up!" he ordered. "I've already swallowed my pride. Back off my company!"

The sheer audacity to demand a favor like that.

"Is your apology really worth that much, Talbot?" she chuckled coldly, taking her time. "What makes you think that just because you 'swallowed your pride,' I'd forgive you and beg him to spare your company?"