Novel Square
Chapter 1447
Chapter 1447 Partaking in the Glory
"I suppose there was no need for a huge investment. That land wasn't worth much, anyway. I heard that they got it for just five million.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.
"With a few hundred thousand dollars, they could turn a huge profit! It's a piece of cake for the Whitmans, don't you think, Mrs. Whitman?" one of the ladies teased.
The incessant chatter became too much for Ophelia to handle. No longer interested in her beauty treatments, she hoped to reach home soon to ask Cyrus if he could still reach out to Wynter.
Noting Ophelia's pale face, a righteous lady interjected calmly, "Let's not tease her too much. Haven't you heard? The Whitmans had decided that the land wasn't worth it and pulled their investments."
The revelation left the other ladies astounded. Such a decision was considered a breach of business etiquette. "It's hard to believe that Mr. Whitman Senior would agree to that. Someone expressed her doubts.
The lady smiled faintly and explained, "Mr. Whitman Senior isn't that heartless as he's very fond of Wynter. I heard that he didn't personally oversee this due to his illness. The decision was left to Mrs. Whitman, wasn't it?"
Ophelia was filled with shame as she was called out. She might have looked pale earlier, but now she felt like she was about to faint.
She had risked offending both Reuben and the Quinnell family by telling Cyrus to pull his investments. While she had intended to secure a promising future for her son, she now feared she might lose more than just Cyrus prospects.
Unable to bear the situation further, Ophelia excused herself and hurriedly left the club. She didn't even realize her shirt was fastened incorrectly in her haste.
Once in the car, she impatiently called home, only to find that Cyrus was no longer at the house.
Ophelia felt that the world had come crumbling down, suffocating her with despair. She could no longer keep her cool and shrieked, "What do you mean he's gone? When did he disappear? Why are you telling me this now?'
The maid was shaken by her sudden outburst as she explained, "This morning-or, it might have been yesterday. Mr. Cyrus hasn't come out of his room since he returned. We believe he has escaped through the windows.
"You mentioned he wasn't a good mood and told us not to bother him, so we've been leaving his food at the door. We have never gone inside once."
Ophelia wasn't interested in the excuses. At that moment, Cyrus' whereabouts were irrelevant. What mattered more was the valuable land that Wynter acquired, and Cyrus had to have a stake in it.
With that in mind, Ophelia instructed, "Head to my mother's place instead of home."
The driver, a member of the Montclair family, complied unhesitatingly. Ophelia had always felt more secure with the Montclair family and often sought Tamia's advice on important matters. But now, all she felt was profound regret.
Ophelia believed there was a chance to remedy the situation, but she needed to discuss it with Tamia. As Wynter's aunt, she felt it was only fair that Wynter included Cyrus in such a significant project.
Ophelia even planned to have Noah persuade Wynter on the matter when the time was right.
Since Wynter yearned to mend the rift between the Quinnells and the Whitmans, it seemed like the perfect opportunity. Of course, a meaningful action was also necessary to prove her sincerity.
As Ophelia was lost in her thoughts, Cyrus had arrived at the Whitman residence to offer his congratulations. That said, he was also dumbfounded upon learning the news
Cyrus had never meant to betray Wynter nor demand money from her. Rather, he had hoped to be a
supportive cousin. He surely hadn't expected that the land would be expropriated by the authorities.