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Chapter 10: Trash For Treasure?!
Author: Nathan Emorey
last update2025-08-17 02:07:34

Vanessa suddenly stood up, frozen to death. Her glass trembled in her hand.

The manager’s words, “The Cooperation with your company is canceled,” sounded like a joke in her ears. The crowd stared, and they began to whisper things that the cameras couldn’t record.

She forced a smile, her voice shaky. “Mr. Carter, come on, I know this is pun intended, and I appreciate your sense of humor!,” she said, loud enough for the reporters to hear. “But come on, we’ve got press here. This is a big deal. You might want to stop joking!”

But Mr. Carter was in fact not joking. His face was stone, no trace of the flattery and respect he’d shown earlier. He crossed his arms, his gray suit creased from his rushed exit. “This is no joke, Miss Lang,” he said, his voice cold as the marble floor. “The Cross family’s done with you. The Cooperation is off.”

Vanessa’s knees wobbled, her black dress clinging to her sweaty skin. She nearly collapsed, her glass slipping, but Bobby quickly caught her arm, his c
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