Milford fell silent, but it felt as though something had pierced his heart. He knew she was right, but he simply couldn’t let go.
...
Meanwhile, Tamara returned to the Sloan estate.
She glanced around but didn’t see Zadie. After searching the house, she found Hackett sitting in the study, staring gloomily at the stock market data on his computer screen.
Tamara knocked gently on the door, her voice soft. “Dad, I’m home.”
Hackett looked up. Seeing it was her, his brow relaxed slightly. “Tamara, you’re back? What did Milford say?”
Hackett knew Tamara had gone out specifically to see Milford. The Sherwood family was their only hope now.
Tamara walked in and stood obediently by his side to reassure him. “Milford agreed. He said he’d contact you as soon as possible to discuss the capital injection...”
Hackett’s eyes widened in delight. “The Sherwoods are willing to help?”
Tamara nodded. “He said he’d talk to his family about it. Milford said that since the Sloans helped the Sherwoods in the past, his father would definitely agree to the investment. It won’t be less than fifty million dollars. It should be enough to get us through this crisis.”
The tension in Hackett’s shoulders finally released, and he let out a long sigh. “At least someone still has a sense of duty.”

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