It felt like a bolt of lightning struck my mind, leaving behind nothing but a deafening ring. My mother hadn't gone up to the rooftop on her own—Hudson had tricked her.
Tears instantly streamed down my face. I slowly leaned against the wall, moving back to my room step by step.
After staring at the ceiling for a long time, I finally made a phone call. "Sam, I agree to marry you abroad. My only condition is the Lenart Corporation must get bankrupt and Hudson must crawl back to the bottom where he belongs."
A deep voice immediately echoed from the other end. "Okay. I'm returning to the country right now. Wait for me."
The next morning, I woke up and opened my phone to find breaking news.
"Lenart Corporation's partners collectively terminate contracts, dropping the group into its greatest crisis since its founding."
"Lenart Corporation has been suppressed by the overseas JMS Group and its products have been rapidly removed from the market, causing concern about its stock price."
Just as I was wondering what was happening, the door suddenly swung open. An elegant but cold-looking man walked in quickly, bringing a blast of cold air with him.
