The store clerks exchanged nervous glances, furious but not daring to utter a single word.
News of the flagship store's closure reached Bloomberry headquarters at lightning speed. Several top executives immediately contacted Lila Seabrook.
It was no secret that the Seabrook family controlled every corner of Bloomberry's internal operations with an iron grip.
Seeing the names flashing across her screen and the flood of messages in the family group chat, Lila felt a rush of adrenaline. It was her father, along with several uncles and cousins who held key positions at headquarters. She knew they had more than enough ways to deal with that arrogant little heiress.
When Lila answered the phone, her father's anxious yet habitually superior voice blasted through the speaker: "Lila! What happened? The group chat says you got the flagship store shut down? That Lonsdale brat actually dared to do it?"
Before she could answer, her uncle's voice chimed in, heavy with disdain: "Who does she think she is! A naive little girl letting a tiny bit of power go to her head? Without the Seabrook family, Bloomberry is nothing!"
Her cousin was even more direct: "Don't worry, Lila! She won't dare do anything to you! Alicia saw this coming! Just wait!"
The family group chat was exploding:
"Hold your ground, Lila! Sealing the store is like cutting off her own limbs!"
"Exactly! Purchasing, production, sales—we control every single step. If she closes the store, does she want the inventory to rot in the warehouse?"
"Let her close it! Let's see how long she lasts! Without our nod, she can't even get a single thread produced!"
"Alicia said to teach her a lesson. Let her know who really runs Bloomberry!"
Listening to the indignant, superior voices over the phone and reading the highly inflammatory messages in the chat, Lila's lips curled into an arrogant smirk.
Exactly. What did she have to be afraid of?
The one who should be terrified was that high-and-mighty heiress. Without their cooperation, how was she going to run the business? She would only end up humiliated!
If Loyce touched her, she was touching the Seabrook family's very foundation at Bloomberry. Without them, the brand would be paralyzed instantly. Who would they sell the mountain of inventory to? Who would manage the retail stores? Which suppliers or distributors would ever respect a name like Loyce?
No matter how rich she was, she was just an inexperienced outsider!
Hanging up the phone, Lila took one last look at the sealed store doors. The fear had entirely vanished from her eyes, replaced by calculated malice and the thrill of impending revenge.

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