Goodbye, My Wretched Love! By Dolly Molly

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Chapter 32

Normally, women would use their nails. If anyone in this world dared to scratch Finley, it was Sofia.

The woman who was afraid of Finley to death, but hated him to death.

And what did he do to Sofia?

Brian’s hands clenched into fists.

After Finley sat down, the secretary who presided over the shareholder meeting got up and said with a

smile, “Today, Mr.Stwart invited everyone here to discuss the Island project in Kings County. The

progress and reports of the project have been sent to everyone.”

“If you have…”

“I have something to say!” Brian slowly raised his slender hand and fixedly looked at Finley who was

sitting on the front seat.

Finley also looked at him, and the two of them basically met each other now without saying hello.

“Say it!” Finley didn’t bother to look at him now but just stared at the report in his hand.

Brian said every word, “I want to divest! Withdraw all funds from this project!”

There were gasps all around! Brian accounted for 20% of the project, and if he withdrew all of the funds

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at once, it was kind of the end of the project.

Mr. Sanchez was not going to break up with Mr. Stwart completely, was he? This was breaking news!

When did the two become enemies? They used to be close, right?

Finley raised his head and looked at Brian, his eyes turned cold.

“Brain, were you drunk last night?” Justin hurriedly smiled to smooth things over, “Haven’t you sobered

up to now?”

“After the meeting, I’ll treat you to a cup of coffee. There’s a new coffee shop, which is quite

interesting.”

“Yeah, we can go together,” Cecil echoed with a smile.

Brian ignored these two people, and still looked at Finley, “Mr. Stwart, I recently opened a new

entertainment company, and I am planning to build the live broadcasting business. My capital chain is

broken, so I’m sorry, I don’t have any extra money now.”

Everyone gasped, Brian was tough!

Finley didn’t speak for a long time, then he gestured to Justin who was standing behind him.

“Justin, go through the divestment procedures for Mr. Sanchez, but Mr. Sanchez must provide your

company’s account number first. Also, Mr. Sanchez, since you made up your mind to divest, I’m afraid

that you shouldn’t be here anymore.”

Brian was taken aback for a moment, he didn’t expect Finley to embarrass him immediately, which

meant to drive him

away.

He slowly got up and nodded to Finley, then turned and walked out of the meeting room.

“Mr. Stwart! Mr. Stwart! This…”

Others were anxious, after all, 20% of the funds had been withdrawn. Could this project be done now?

Finley raised his eyes and looked around, “I will make up for this gap myself. The expected

development of the island will continue without any impact.”

“By the way, Justin, withdraw all the funds I invested in Sanchez Group, including the overseas

branches of the Sanchez Family, and all future cooperation with me will be terminated!”

The meeting room became dead silent from the previous discussions.

Brian just withdrew from the investment in the island, and Finley obviously wanted to cut the necks of

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everyone in the Sanchez Family and let the Sanchez Family die.

The rest of the minority shareholders lowered their heads one after another, not daring to have any

other thoughts.

They couldn’t resist Sky Group’s handling like this, let alone them, the Sanchez Family would also be

seriously injured this time.

Seashore Villa Area was the place where NY wealthy families. gathered.

In the Hill Family’s Villa, the sun was just right, and the sea breeze was blowing in with water vapor. On

the pavilion, Ellie was leaning on a chair and drinking coffee, listening to the chatter of Bella on the

opposite side.

Her left hand, which was holding coffee, had undergone more than a dozen rehabilitation sessions, and

it was recovering well.

In fact, there was no problem with her legs three years ago, but if she made Finley feel that there was a

problem, there would be a problem.

In order to win Finley’s guilt toward her, she sat in a wheelchair for a year, and her leg muscles really

atrophied a little.

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