?


    Jane''s words reminded Pedro of something he had almost forgotten.


    Years ago, he had assigned Gabriel to the gamingpany, not expecting it to thrive. He had done so simply to keep Gabriel away from the Wilkie Group''s core operations. Yet somehow, Gabriel had managed to turn it around.


    Pedro nced at his butler and said, "Go and call Gabriel."


    Half an hourter...


    Pedro sat behind his desk in the study, while Gabriel stood in the center of the room.


    Jane remained kneeling on the floor.


    "Gabriel," Pedro began, his tone firm. "I hear your gamingpany has been doing well these past couple of years. You''re aware of the Wilkie Group''s crisis. I''ve decided to sell thepany to save the group. Start preparing the necessary documents for the handover."


    Gabriel didn''t seem surprised by this decision. He nodded calmly. "Alright. But selling in a rush might mean we won''t get the best price."


    "I know. How much do you think it''s worth right now?" Pedro asked.


    After a moment of thought, Gabriel replied, "Under normal circumstances, it could go for over 400,000,000 dors. But given the current urgency, we''d be lucky to get 350,000,000 dors."


    Now that the issue with the Wilkie Group was public, it was inevitable that people would take advantage of the Wilkies'' vulnerability.


    "Fine. Don''t sell it for less than 350,000,000 dors," Pedro stated.


    "I understand. I''ll start organizing the paperwork immediately," Gabriel replied.


    Pedro cast a cold nce at Jane, who was still kneeling. "Sorting out all the documents for a sale like this is no small task. You''ll apany Gabriel and assist him with the preparation. Stay out of the Wilkie Group for now."


    Gabriel hesitated for a moment, a fleeting shadow crossing his eyes. It seemed Pedro still didn''t fully trust him.


    Sensing her grandfather''s implied meaning, Jane quickly stood. "Yes, Grandpa."


    She followed Gabriel out of the Wilkie residence, and the two got into the same car to head to the gamingpany.


    During the drive, Jane''s expression remained tense, her mood foul. She didn''t even try to speak.


    If Gabriel had supported her earlier, using funds from his gamingpany to invest in the Starlite project, the Wilkie Group wouldn''t be in such a dire situation now.


    Deep down, she resented him for it.


    Gabriel, however, seemed oblivious to her anger. He didn''t offer any words offort, driving silently.


    When they finally arrived at the


    company Jane couldn''t hold back any longer. As they stepped out of the car, she called after him, "Gabriel, aren''t you going to say anything to me?"


    Despite being married for five years, Jane felt she had never truly understood Gabriel.


    He was always calm, detached, and indifferent-even earlier, when Pedro had ordered the sale of thepany he had spent years building, Gabriel had shown no reaction.


    Her mind raced with doubts. Did he ever truly care about her?


    Gabriel turned to look at her. "What do you want me to say, Jane?"


    "The Wilkie Group is in such a mess, and you''re not even going to try tofort me?" Jane demanded.


    Her usation didn''t seem to


    surprise Gabriel. He gazed at her with a soft expression, his voice


    steady, Jane, I think what''s more


    important right now is figuring out a way forward-a contingency n for us.


    UMS


    Jane''s face darkened. "A contingency n? What do you mean? Are you saying the Wilkie Group is doomed to fail?"