Super Mommy and Her Triplets

Chapter 946 Seeking Help From Bailey



Chapter 946 Seeking Help From Bailey

She rose from the sofa in a daze, her entire body shaking violently.

Is this the harsh reality of the business world?

Is this what they call the unwritten rules?

“Lionel, I thought you would give me a fair chance to bid, but it turned out to be a joke in the end.”

Having said that, she walked towards the door like a puppet.

Without thinking, Lionel reached out to grab her arm, but caught only air.

He gently moved his thin lips, ready to speak. But upon seeing her stiffened back, he swallowed his words back down.

Could he sympathize with her?

He wasn't afraid of offending De Lux. At worst, he would just have to pay some penalty fees. Chances were, De Lux wouldn't dare to go against him.

After all, he held two-thirds of the world's promotional resources in his hands.

Even the world's strongest company wouldn't dare to offend him easily, not to mention De Lux.

He may not afraid of De Lux, but what about Saunders Group?

Could Saunders Group withstand the retaliation of De Lux?

If De Lux truly struck, he was afraid he might be unable to save Saunders Group even if he had the intention to help them.

After all, each industry had its own network and influence.

His reach was limited only to the entertainment media sector.

As for the fashion industry, he might not have the connection and influence to stop high-end brands like De Lux if they struck Saunders Group.

If he protected her today, she might have to face the wild retaliation of De Lux in the future.

At the very least, Saunders Group's might suffer some major damages, making it impossible for them to break into the international luxury goods market within the next decade.

When that happened, Saunders Group would be on the brink of bankruptcy, and became a casualty of commercial warfare overnight.

It was not that he didn't want to help her, but she was too weak right now.

Her current strength simply couldn't compete with De Lux.

Rumble, rumble.

Outside, a rumble of thunder echoed, marking the start of the rainy season. When it decided to rain, it

just pours.

After sitting on the sofa for a while, Lionel got up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

The view was expansive, allowing one to see the massive flower bed in front of the building at a single glance.

The rain was pouring down in torrents, leaving the streets deserted. Yet, Lionel's gaze was fixed on the hazy curtain of rain.

As far as the eye could see, a woman dressed in a professional suit moved like a wisp of a ghost through the pouring rain.

Watching that dispirited figure, Lionel's heart clenched painfully a few times.

Gradually, a chilling light began to glimmer in his eyes.

He was once a formidable figure in the media industry, fearing nothing.

Even all the world's top tycoons give him due respect, fearing to offend him and lose their international market.

Am I really going to stand by and watch the woman I loves suffer such a devastating blow and endure such injustice?

If Saunders Group takes a big fall in resource promotion, leading to dismal sales and huge losses, then I am simply incompetent.

With that thought, he abruptly turned around and headed back to the sofa area.

His gaze inadvertently fell on the project plan spread out on the sofa, and the light in his eyes dimmed a bit more.

She had worked tirelessly for half a month for this bid, arriving full of hope, only to leave in disappointment...

“Huh.”

With a soft sigh, Lionel picked up the mobile phone from the tea table and dialed Bailey's number.

The call connected successfully, and a cool, inquiring voice came through the receiver. “What's the matter?”

Lionel took a deep breath and briefly explained the current situation of Saunders Group to Bailey.

After hearing him, Bailey replied in a calm voice, “You did the right thing. Saunders Group fighting De Lux is undoubtedly like an egg striking a rock.

“It is clear that Ms. Lynda is deliberately causing trouble. She might be fond of you and upon learning that you're giving resources to Victoria, she decided to stir things up.

“I'm aware of the situation now. Tell me, what's the purpose of your call?”

Lionel couldn't help but burst into laughter.

She is Bailey Jefferson indeed, a woman with profound insight.

Even though he was now in the business circle, his perception was still not as sharp as hers.

At least after he explained the situation to Bailey, she immediately understood his predicament. Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

But that woman couldn't understand him.

“I know that you're the person behind Emmy Boutique. In today's world, Emmy Boutique is probably the only brand that can compete with De Lux.”

After hearing this, Bailey couldn't help but burst into laughter. “Lionel, is this what friends are for? Dragging me into this just to please your woman?”

With a helpless sigh, Lionel said bitterly, “There's no other way, and I can't bear to see her looking so lost and desolate. It breaks my heart.

“Besides, she's your best friend. If you don't help her, who will?

“Bailey, consider this as me owing you a favor. You get Emmy Boutique to compete with De Lux for the promotional resources for the next month.”

“Once the bidding is successful, I'll transfer the promotion contract to Saunders Group. I'll cover all the costs involved in the process.”

With a cold huff, Bailey said rather rudely, “You don't need to tell me. I would help Vicky even without your prompting.”

“As for the bidding fee, you don't need to cover it. Better save that money to pamper your foreign sweetheart.”

Currently, Bailey had a strong dislike for foreign women.

Artemis had already stirred up trouble for her, and now Lionel was doing the same to Victoria. Aren't they deliberately trying to annoy us?

“Just to be clear though, if Emmy Boutique joins the bidding, it's bound to cause a huge loss for De Lux.”

Lionel gave a light hum, smiling faintly as he said, “I know, and I also know that one third of the international promotional resources are in your hands.

Paradiso Media that suddenly emerged three years ago is your doing, isn't it? This must be the reason why Emmy Boutique doesn't need LG Corporation's promotion.

“I know that pitting Emmy Boutique against De Lux will ignite a fierce battle between the two giants, but I have no choice.”

Bailey said somewhat impatiently, “Enough, stop prattling. You've already called me, any more guilt would just seem contrived.

“I'll immediately get in touch with the person in charge of Emmy Boutique, and ask her to participate in the bidding in Hallsbay.

“You must ensure Victoria is well-protected during this period. I'm afraid that if Lynda loses the bid, she might vent her anger on her.

“Alright, thank you for taking the trouble.”

After ending the call, Lionel strode towards the door.

He was uneasy about the woman wandering the streets alone like a ghost. If anything were to happen, there would be nowhere to turn for regret.

...

Moranta.

A private jet was parked on the outdoor grounds, with Bailey and her people ready to embark on their journey to Gregan.

Just as she reached the boarding gate, Bailey's phone began to ring, so she stepped aside to answer the call.

Simon, holding Luna, said to Artemis, “Artemis, I'll board the plane with the kids first. You wait here for Bailey.”

Artemis gave a nonchalant hum, his was rather absent minded.

His entire attention was focused on Bailey, who was answering a phone call not far away.

The woman was frowning, as if she had encountered some kind of trouble.

After Simon and Catherine, along with a few children, entered the cabin, he headed straight in the direction where Bailey was standing.

As soon as he reached her, she ended the call.

“What's wrong? Has something happened in Hallsbay?”

“Um, there seems to be a situation with Victoria. Lionel just called me.”

As Bailey began to speak, he simultaneously scrolled through his contacts, found the number for the person in charge of Emmy Boutique, and dialed it.


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