Reborn Rich: Prices Dropped, My Savings Didn't novel Chapter 174

Chapter 174: Chapter 172: Objective Achieved

Cecilia Sterling’s words held a hidden meaning, causing Whitt to suck in a sharp breath.

’Could the news about Silas Walsh’s domestic abuse have leaked?’

’Otherwise, why would Miss Sterling be so determined to replace an actor she’s never even met?’

Whitt didn’t dare take the gamble. Faced with the bigger picture, he naturally had to sacrifice his own interests.

"Alright, since Miss Sterling has put it that way, our company will contact Mr. Zachary Sanders. But we can’t guarantee he’ll agree to come," Whitt relented.

If Silas Walsh was out, then Hewitt Entertainment had to secure the project contract with Zachary Sanders.

James Lockwood had no objections to this.

Cecilia Sterling smiled calmly and said with composure, "A project of this magnitude... I doubt anyone would refuse."

And with that, the project’s investment was successfully settled over a single dinner. Of course, this was all thanks to Cecilia Sterling’s generous contribution. Usually, it would take at least a second investment meeting to close a deal like this.

"Miss Sterling, thank you so, so much. I really don’t know what to say." James Lockwood was both extremely excited and deeply moved.

Whatever calculations were going on in Cecilia Sterling’s mind, James Lockwood felt incredibly honored. To have an investor support his project so unreservedly felt like a dream.

Cecilia Sterling gave a gentle smile, her tone light yet magnanimous. "This isn’t the first time I’ve backed you, President Lockwood. You don’t have to be so formal."

"Don’t worry, Miss Sterling. I have complete confidence in this project. I guarantee you’ll make a profit."

Cecilia Sterling raised an eyebrow and nodded. "Of course. I wouldn’t have invested if I didn’t see its potential. I’ve weighed my options."

As she finished speaking, Cecilia Sterling picked up her glass of juice. Under the collective gaze of everyone present, she walked leisurely over to Mr. Young’s side.

The move took even Mr. Young by surprise. He instinctively turned and stood up. "Well now, little beauty, what’s this?"

Cecilia Sterling covered her mouth with her hand as she smiled. "You’ll make me blush if you keep calling me ’little beauty.’ You’re my senior, Mr. Young. I should call you Mr. Young, and you can just call me Cecilia."

"Isn’t that a bit too formal?" Mr. Young seemed to be enjoying Cecilia’s sudden initiative, and his tone became playful. "What’s your nickname?"

"Cecilia. You can call me Cecilia, Mr. Young."

"A lovely name. Just from the name, I can tell you’re a beauty."

Cecilia Sterling raised her juice, tilting her head back with a smile. "I’m the junior here, so whether you drink with me or not, Mr. Young, it’s my duty to toast you. When I have the chance in the future, I’ll be sure to drink three penalty glasses."

With that, Cecilia Sterling gracefully drained the juice from her glass.

One moment, Cecilia was as sharp as a sword; the next, she was suddenly offering Mr. Young an olive branch.

But she had phrased it beautifully and given Mr. Young plenty of face, so he was naturally delighted.

"Oh, come now, I was just teasing you! From now on, Cecilia, you drink if you want to, and don’t if you don’t," Mr. Young said with a hearty laugh.

Then, as if worried Cecilia might neglect the other big shot by only talking to him, he took the rare initiative to say, "You should have a drink with Jeb, too. If you want to get by comfortably in Lorcain, you’ll need him looking out for you."

After speaking, he even proactively refilled Cecilia’s glass with juice, then clapped Wesley Yates on the shoulder. "Come on, little brother, wipe that scowl off your face. Cecilia is toasting you."

Cecilia carried her glass to the other side and said respectfully, "May I call you Jeb?"

Wesley Yates’s expression was grim, but he poured himself a glass of liquor before slowly rising. "Whatever you want. Some people also call me the King of Hell. Take your pick."

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