The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 170

The emotion in Alexander's eyes was impossible to read.

Danielle let out a short, derisive laugh.

You can never wake someone who's only pretending to sleep.

Now that he'd decided to play dumb, no matter how much she explained, he'd just feign ignorance.

How could a seasoned corporate fox like him not know exactly what was going on?

First, he'd invested six million into SoarCorp—generous on the surface. But right after the deal, he'd turned a blind eye while Intellectech, his other company, relentlessly poached SoarCorp's partners and vendors.

With that influx of capital, SoarCorp had no choice but to gamble everything, pushing all their projects forward at once.

That six million? It wasn't a lifeline. It was a loaded gun.

Once SoarCorp committed to those projects, Intellectech would swoop in and snatch away their resources.

He was hell-bent on bringing the company to its knees.

Danielle just smirked, saying nothing.

But her cold, unflinching gaze said it all.

Alexander was silent for a long moment.

Finally, he spoke. "When a company leader's decision-making stays stagnant, no amount of investment or powerful backing will save them. In the end, they'll just bleed out."

"Especially in tech," he added, his gaze settling on her face, steady and unhurried. "You're either moving forward, or you're falling behind."

That was all he had to say.

It wasn't even personal.

Danielle tightened her grip on her purse, drawing in a steadying breath.

She knew he was right. But her mother's new project was solid—if Intellectech hadn't gone after them so aggressively, none of this would've happened.

She hadn't come to plead for fairness. If someone was determined to play favorites, justice was out of reach.

She knew exactly where she stood with him, and she wasn't about to humiliate herself by begging.

She just wanted to see where he stood.

And now, his position was unmistakably clear.

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