Chapter 219 Destruction
Chapter 219 Destruction
London, late at night
Shen Fang slumped into her office chair, her fingertips trembling as she gripped her phone tightly. The tracking information on the screen felt like a call from the Grim Reaper, filling her with an unprecedented fear.
She knew that this time, she was truly at her wit's end.
"Retreat!" she roared at the trader, looking up sharply. "Immediately dump all remaining chips and transfer all funds out of the account!"
The trader's fingers froze on the keyboard, his voice trembling: "Mr. Shen... it's too late, all our funds have been frozen..."
Shen Fang's breath hitched, and her heart felt as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
With trembling hands, she clicked on the website of the International Financial Supervisory Authority, and the latest announcement immediately caught her eye—
Shen Fang is suspected of malicious market manipulation; her accounts have been frozen by global financial institutions, and she is currently under investigation.
boom--
It was as if a thunderbolt had exploded in her mind, and all her rationality collapsed at that moment.
impossible……
How could everything she had worked so hard to build just vanish like this?
Shen Fang's fingers dug tightly into her palms, her nails carving deep into her flesh, blood dripping down her palms, but she was completely unaware.
"Ridiculous..." she chuckled softly, her eyes filled with madness. "Lin Chuyue... you've won..."
She slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then suddenly opened them, her gaze becoming unusually calm.
Since she has no way out, then... she'll make things difficult for Lin Chuyue too!
She picked up her phone with trembling hands and dialed a number.
"Initiate the final plan." Her voice was low, yet tinged with malice. "I will ensure that Lin Chuyue suffers eternal damnation."
Lin's Group, President's Office
Lin Chuyue stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her gaze coldly fixed on the bustling night view outside.
The assistant strode in, his expression grave: "President Lin, Shen Fang's account has been completely frozen. She is currently being monitored by global regulatory agencies and is unable to leave for the time being."
Lin Chuyue gently curled the corners of her lips, her tone indifferent: "She still has a backup plan."
The assistant was slightly taken aback: "You mean... Shen Fang will still struggle?"
“She won’t give up.” Lin Chuyue turned around, her gaze icy. “She must still have a last bargaining chip in her hand. We can’t let our guard down.”
The assistant nodded and was about to speak when suddenly, the office phone rang urgently.
Lin Chuyue's gaze darkened slightly as she slowly picked up the phone.
“Ms. Lin…” A deep voice came from the other end of the phone, carrying an undeniable threat, “If you don’t want your company to be on the front page tomorrow, you’d better talk to me now.”
Lin Chuyue narrowed her eyes, her voice icy: "Who are you?"
The other person chuckled softly: "Who I am is not important. What is important is—perhaps it's time to reveal some of your secrets."
Lin Chuyue tapped her fingertips lightly on the table, her tone unhurried: "Do you think I'm afraid?"
There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a cold laugh: "Ms. Lin, don't be stubborn. If I expose some of Lin's 'shady' things, what do you think the market will think of you?"
Lin Chuyue narrowed her eyes slightly, having already made her judgment.
Shen Fang had already lost, but she had clearly handed over all her chips to this person at the last moment.
"Name your price," Lin Chuyue said calmly.
There was a pause on the other end of the phone, followed by a light laugh: "Miss Lin is indeed clever. Fifty billion, and I'll disappear immediately."
Lin Chuyue chuckled softly: "Fifty billion? You must have some misunderstanding about me."
"Enough with the nonsense." The other person's tone turned cold. "You have twenty-four hours to think it over. After that time, I will let the whole world know about the Lin family's dirty secrets."
“You can give it a try.” Lin Chuyue’s tone remained calm. “However, before you reveal anything, I suggest you take a look at the recent financial regulatory news—Shen Fang’s accounts have been frozen, her cash flow has dried up. Do you think she still has the ability to pay your reward?”
There was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.
Lin Chuyue continued, "You're nothing but Shen Fang's pawn. She sent you to negotiate with me, but have you ever considered that she has already given up on you?"
The other person's breathing became noticeably rapid, as if they were weighing something.
"You have one minute to consider," Lin Chuyue added calmly.
"...Damn it!" the other party cursed under their breath, then quickly hung up the phone.
Lin Chuyue smiled slightly, picked up her phone, and dialed Li Zhanchuan's number.
As soon as the call connected, a deep male voice came through: "All done?"
"More or less," Lin Chuyue said softly, a faint smile playing on her lips. "Shen Fang's last card is also wasted."
Li Zhanchuan chuckled softly, his tone tinged with doting affection: "As expected, my Chuyue is the most amazing."
Lin Chuyue raised her eyebrows slightly: "Of course."
She let out a soft breath, looked out the window, and felt a sense of complete relief for the first time.
Shen Fang, it's finally over.
Shen Fang's final fate
Two days later, London police announced that Shen Fang had been formally arrested on suspicion of multiple financial crimes and would be extradited back to China to stand trial.
On this day, Lin Chuyue stood on the rooftop of the company building. A gentle breeze ruffled her long hair as she gazed quietly into the distance, her eyes calm and profound.
"Is it over?" A deep voice came from behind.
She turned around and saw Li Zhanchuan walking slowly towards her, holding two cups of coffee in his hand.
Lin Chuyue took the coffee, took a small sip, and smiled slightly: "It's over."
Li Zhanchuan stood beside her, gently took her hand, and whispered, "So... shouldn't we start thinking about our future?"
Lin Chuyue turned her head to look at him, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.
future?
She nodded gently, a faint smile blooming on her lips.
Yes, it's time to think about the future.
(To be continued)
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