Unemployed Family? Hidden Tycoons Dote On Her novel Chapter 289

Chapter 289 The Dinner Table Divide

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Arabella and Alfred went upstairs, while Jonathan and Florence remained to finalize plans for the birthday gala.

Once in her room, Arabella immediately called Colton.

“Regarding the company setup we discussed–how are the preliminary arrangements coming along?” she inquired.

“Most of the groundwork is complete. What sector will the focus be?” Colton asked.

“Venture capital,” Arabella replied.

There was a brief pause on the line before Colton responded, “Understood. I’ll take care of it.”

“I appreciate your help,” Arabella said. “Please ensure all legal and corporate documents are filed under Edward’s name.”

“Will do,” Colton confirmed.

“I’ll wait for your update,” Arabella said, satisfied.

“Once everything is processed, I’ll bring the documents to you for review,” Colton offered.

“Perfect.”

After ending the call, Arabella felt a quiet happiness for Edward. He would soon have his own venture to focus on–something he had wanted for years.

In a lighter mood, she set her phone aside and hummed softly as she walked to her ensuite bathroom.

After freshening up and changing into comfortable loungewear, she settled at her desk, opening her laptop to review the progress reports Chloe had sent regarding the pharmaceutical facility expansion….

As the sunset faded into dusk, evening settled over the estate.

At dinnertime, Naomi and Ruby returned to Cloudrise Manor.

“Mom, Dad.”

“Aunt Florence, Uncle Jonathan.”

“You’re back. And Ruby’s here too,” Florence noted. “Good timing–come join us for dinner.”

The two took their seats at the table.

“You’re home later than usual today,” Jonathan observed.

Naomi’s gaze flickered briefly toward Arabella before she answered, “There were some unexpected issues at the office that kept

me.”

“Is your company particularly busy this quarter?” Ethan asked.

Naomi kept her eyes on her plate. “Yes, it has been.”

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Chapter 289 The Dinner Table Divide

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“You’ve been leaving early and coming back late lately. Please make sure you’re not overworking yourself,” Florence advised gently.

“I will, Mom,” Naomi replied dutifully.

“Arabella,” Ruby began, putting on an air of innocent curiosity, “since you both run companies, how come you always seem to have free time while Naomi is so busy? Is your company not doing as well, so there’s less to manage?”

Arabella raised a brow and met Ruby’s gaze. “A company’s success isn’t measured by how busy the CEO appears to be. Have you never heard of quarterly earnings reports?”

“Are you implying that even though Naomi works so hard, her company might be underperforming compared to yours?” Ruby retorted, her tone sharpening.

Arabella feigned innocence. “You said that, not me.”

In any case, I didn’t say it.

“You-” Ruby swallowed her anger–it was clear that was exactly what Arabella had meant.

“Ruby, both Naomi and Arabella are running their companies competently,” Ethan interjected, his tone carrying a clear note of disapproval. “Besides, this isn’t your concern. There’s no need for pointed comments.”

“Ethan, I was just asking a question,” Ruby defended herself. “And Arabella wasn’t exactly polite in her reply–why aren’t you correcting her?” Everything was always her fault–typical!

“They each have their own management style,” Alfred added, his voice firm. “You don’t understand the intricacies, so it’s best not to comment in the future.”

“All of you…” Ruby’s eyes grew shiny with frustrated tears. “Why is everything always my fault?”

“Let’s eat,” Ethan said, his voice cooler now. “If you must talk, do it while eating.”

Having been in the business world for years, both he and Alfred could easily detect the subtle jab in Ruby’s earlier question.

“Ruby, that’s enough,” Florence said, her expression turning stern.

Biting her lip, Ruby finally fell silent.

“Arabella, Ruby didn’t mean any harm. Please don’t be upset with her,” Naomi said, attempting to smooth things over. “Whether she meant it or not, she chose to say it. She’ll have to accept the response,” Arabella replied distantly.

“Ethan and Alfred already spoke to her. Can we just let it go?” Naomi pressed, trying to maintain a peaceful facade.

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