The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 593

Chapter 593 Wendy’s Last Cards

“Of course. Within a month, Wendy will be finished.”

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+8 Pearls

On the surface she still carried herself with power, but without the man behind her, Wendy was already a hollow shell. Wendigo Corp was her last lifeline – and even that was unlikely to save her.

Meanwhile, overseas.

Wendy sat alone in her room, staring at a photograph of herself and a man.

Time had blurred his face in her memory. Without the photo, she might have forgotten him altogether.

Time was cruel.

She refused to forget. That was why she had kept this room untouched, filled with mementos of him. Yet fate had twisted everything.

Over twenty years had passed. She was no longer the naïve girl in the picture.

“Ms. Wendy.”

A bodyguard entered. Wendy quickly wiped her tears, her voice cold. “Well?”

“Although Cramer gave us access to new channels, the clients don’t want to work with us. Even with distribution, no one will buy.”

“No one will buy? Impossible. These are clients of more than twenty years. Why would they refuse me now? Do they not trust me?”

The guard didn’t dare lie. “Most of them say the incident at the medical university made you unsafe. And without Saint Corp backing you, your entertainment company alone isn’t convincing. They fear being implicated if trouble comes.”

Wendy’s anger boiled over.

Back then, these same people had begged her for new drugs. Now, at the first sign of weakness, they turned on her and flocked to Cramer.

“How many of our distributors remain?”

“Most have already switched to Cramer. Others are wavering. None of our products are moving.”

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Chapter 593 Wendy’s Last Cards

“And Ventus?”

48 Pearls

“Ventus is stable, but the spending of wealthy women isn’t enough to cover our costs. And you aren’t even the majority shareholder.”

Ventus was never hers to begin with. It had been placed in her hands to manage, but most of the profits went elsewhere.

She was nothing more than a pawn, and she knew it.

She had given that person over twenty years of her life, working tirelessly, finally nearing results. If not for Eliza and Nolan hounding her after the medical university incident, she wouldn’t have fallen to this point.

Her fists clenched.

Yet she couldn’t afford to turn openly against Eliza and Nolan now. To survive abroad, she needed leverage.

Ventus and Wendigo Corp were her last shields. Without Saint Corp’s network, all her stockpiled drugs would rot in her hands.

She steadied her breath.

Her phone rang. The caller ID showed Vivian.

She answered immediately. but it wasn’t Vivian’s voice. It was Cramer’s.

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