Divorcing My Husband Over His Stepsister's Secret novel Chapter 269

Anna’s POV:

I didn’t stay long at EcoMarine Group.

I had dinner plans that evening a business meeting with the project manager from Wright Group. I’d deliberately arranged for Caratinn. Un patch vendo so when I walked into the private dining room and saw her sitting at the far edge of the round table, I wasn’t surprised at all.

Rebecca, the project manager, spotted me immediately and rushed over, bowing slightly as she extended her hand. ‘Mrs. Wright, thank you for jointing as tonight.”

I smiled politely, making a show of scanning the room before my gaze landed on Caroline. “Caroline, you’re here too?” I kept my wore light, marking the satisfaction I felt seeing her uncomfortable posture.

Caroline straightened in her chair. “I heard from Rebecca that you’re considering additional investment in the project? Her directness confirmed what I’d suspected–she’d been snooping around, trying to get information. She was getting anxious, which meant my plan was working.

I shot Rebecca a displeased look. “I don’t recall discussing that with you.”

Rebecca quickly poured me a glass of wine, her hands slightly trembling. “I didn’t say anything, Mrs. Wright. I swear.”

The tension in the room thickened. Caroline shifted in her seat, clearly aware of her misstep. I decided to ease up–tonight wasn’t about intimidating her but planting seeds in her mind.

“Well, funding has become somewhat problematic,” I said, taking the seat at the head of the table. “Whether we continue investing depends on what Rebecca has to tell us.”

Rebecca signaled her assistant, who handed me a folder containing the project timeline. “The project was scheduled to wrap up in about a month,” she explained, her professional demeanor returning. “But this morning, Wright Group suddenly pulled their promised 50% funding support.

She looked genuinely distressed. “I know I work for Wright Group, but I’ve put my heart and soul into this project. I’d hate to see it fall apart now.”

“What do you mean it’s being pulled?” Caroline interrupted, her voice rising. “I’ve invested everything I have! If I can’t recover that money, I’ll be bankrupt! She turned to me, desperation in her eyes. “Anna, you got me into this project. You have to take responsibility! I can’t lose my money!”

Rebecca’s lips curled into a cold smile. ‘Mrs. Wright, all investments come with risks. Profits and losses are your own responsibility. She paused, letting her words sink in. “The CEO’s sister, Claire, presented documents with Blake’s signature ordering the funding freeze. Interestingly, these problems only started after you joined the finance department.”

Caroline’s face flushed. “I know nothing about this!”

I stood up, sensing the perfect moment to intervene. “What’s done is done. Let’s focus on solutions rather than blame.”

I laid out three options: “First, we can let the project stall, though we’d struggle to recover costs. Second, we could seek other corporate partners to minimize losses. Or third- I paused for effect, “-we could remove the investment cap for existing investors and promise to distribute Wright Group’s portion of profits according to investment ratios.”

Rebecca clapped her hands excitedly. “The original limit for individual investors was under a million dollars. Without that restriction, investments could multiply several times over!” She promised to prepare a profit–loss analysis by morning.

Caroline perked up immediately. “So I could add more investment too?”

Despite their obvious tension, Rebecca nodded. “Absolutely, Mrs. Wright.”

I gathered my things, ready to seal the deal. “Send me the report after tomorrow’s meeting. If the funding gap is too large, I might increase my investment

as well.”

As I left, Caroline remained seated, wine glass in hand, lost in calculations. She didn’t even notice me leaving.

Later that night, my phone rang. It was our contact from the finance department, with a message that made me smile.