A Woman Worth Billions Dated the Wrong Brother novel Chapter 85

A murmur moved through the ballroom.

“All the growth analysis and ruarket projections indicate that by the end of the week…”

I let the words land slowly.

“…they’ll be operating in the red.”

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Adrian stood there for a moment, clearly trying to regain control of himself.

The whispers around the ballroom were growing louder.

Several investors were already checking their phones.

He straightened his jacket slowly.

Then forced a smile.

“Well,” he said loudly, stepping toward the stage, “since it seems my cousin has already begun her attempt to sabotage my presentation…”

The room quieted again.

He climbed the stage steps and took the microphone from the podium.

“As I mentioned earlier,” he said, glancing briefly toward me, “White Real Estate was only the beginning of my investments.”

He clicked the remote beside the screen.

The presentation behind him changed.

A sleek logo appeared.

FOODIEX

“Allow me to properly introduce the company,” Adrian continued confidently.

“Foodiex.”

He began pacing slowly across the stage.

“A revolutionary restaurant platform that operates multiple brands within centralized locations.”

“Efficient kitchens.”

“Optimized delivery systems.”

“Minimal overhead.”

Several investors nodded slightly.

Adrian’s confidence returned as he continued.

“Foodiex is already operating successfully across several locations in the city.”

Then he turned directly toward me.

“And despite what my cousin is trying to imply…”

His voice hardened.

“Her claims about my company losing money are nothing more than slander.”

A few murmurs spread through the room.

“She is attempting to manipulate the market and damage my company’s reputation,” Adrian continued, raising his voice slightly.

“All in an effort to gain an advantage in this heir trial.”

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He spread his arms toward the audience.

“Because she knows that if the family looks at the numbers objectively…”

His eyes flashed with anger.

“…her chances of winning disappear.”

Several cameras zoomed closer.

Adrian looked satisfied.

“Foodiex is not collapsing,” he declared.

“It is expanding.”

Then he looked back at me.

“And unlike certain people…”

His voice carried across the room.

“I do not need to sabotage others to prove my success.”

He paused dramatically.

“I will now present the numbers.”

The screen behind him shifted again.

Charts appeared.

Revenue projections.

Growth curves.

But something was wrong.

Several investors leaned forward.

Frowning.

Because the numbers were… projections.

Not actual revenue.

And in the front row-

Jason leaned slightly toward me.

Whispering just loud enough for me to hear.

“He just walked straight into your trap.”

Adrian turned toward me slowly.

A smug smile spread across his face.

“Well,” he said loudly, clearly enjoying the attention, “is my cousin quiet now because she realizes she has just been caught publicly trying to sabotage my company?”

A few murmurs moved through the room.

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Cameras shifted toward me.

I tilted my head slightly.”

Then I gave a small apologetic smile.

“Oh,” I said calmly. “I’m not quiet because of that.”

I gestured lightly toward the stage.

“It’s simply not my turn to speak.’

A few people in the audience chuckled.

Adrian’s smile stiffened.

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