"Ma'am, I really can't explain this to Mr. Simmons!"
"A string of bad debts, leeches bleeding us dry—get rid of them. I don't know if Mr. Simmons will be pleased, but I'm certain the board will be."
The head of business hesitated, unable to refuse Blanche outright. He forced a reply, "Understood, Mrs. Simmons," and hung up. But the moment the call ended, he dialed Eddy.
At that moment, Eddy was still standing outside the apartment door. Blanche's luggage had just been delivered from the old house by the security team. While knocking, Eddy answered the business manager's call.
"Mr. Simmons, Mrs. Simmons just pulled our investment from one firm and canceled two partnerships," the manager began, but Eddy was already losing patience.
"If she says it, it's as good as if I said it. Do as she asks." He hung up. Just then, Blanche opened the door.
"Honey, I brought your suitcases over," Eddy said, attempting to wheel them inside. Blanche didn't budge, blocking the way.
He had no choice but to leave the luggage at her feet. "I'll have two security guards stay outside the door, so you can rest easy. I'm heading back—Healy hasn't seen us all day, and I don't want him acting up."
The only answer he got was the resounding slam of the door.
The next morning, Blanche's visitors were the last people she expected—Hedwig and Tia.
Hedwig's eyes were red and swollen from crying; Tia's cheeks bore fresh scratch marks.
"Blanche, some kids at school are picking on Tia because she doesn't have a dad. You have to stand up for her!"
Blanche didn't have much patience for Hedwig, but Tia was different. She'd watched Tia grow up, and after losing her own daughter, it was Tia's presence that had eased the ache in her heart. Blanche knelt down and gently touched Tia's face, her voice softening. "Tia, does it hurt?"
Tia shook her head obediently, but her eyes brimmed with tears.
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