The Betrayed Heiress Is Now the CEO’s Obsession novel Chapter 393

Since being discharged from the hospital, Charlotte had been busy reviewing the Jasper Corporation’s pending lawsuits

They were all major cases–high–value, evidence–heavy, and complex. Even though the files had already been sorted once, she insisted on going through everything again herself.

Charlotte was fiercely dedicated to her work. Ever since she got back, she had practically been living at the office, working late every night.

That evening, she received a phone call.

“Miss Riley, Mark Gibson is refusing to sign the divorce papers. He even fore them up. He and Monica had another huge argument this afternoon. She’s now hired Gemma Garcia to represent her in the divorce.”

Standing by the floor–to–ceiling window on the 22nd floor, Charlotte looked out over the glittering city skyline. The neon lights flickered below, and her reflection shimmered faintly in the glass, her features sharp and composed.

“Got it,” she replied calmly and ended the call.

She immediately printed a set of civil case authorization forms and a retainer agreement, then grabbed her car keys, locked up the office, and entered the elevator. Petra followed closely behind.

Inside, Charlotte took out her phone and made a call.

“Hello?” came Mark’s gruff voice.

“Mr. Gibson, this is Charlotte Riley.”

“What you want?” His tone was annoyed. “Haven’t you done enough damage to my son already?”

Mark had held a grudge ever since Zac’s suicide attempt, blaming it on Charlotte. Lately, Monica kept repeating that Charlotte was the one who drove their company into bankruptcy, which only turned his dislike into full–blown resentment.

“You’re the one who ruined the Gibson Corporation, right?” he snapped. “What’s this–calling me to rub it in?”

Charlotte let out a quiet laugh, her tone calm and even. “Mr. Gibson, you’ve misunderstood. I’m calling to help. I heard Mrs. Gibson is filing for divorce. I’d like to represent you in the lawsuit.”

Mark scoffed. “Why would you do that? You destroyed our company. Why the hell should I trust you?”

“Mr. Gibson,” Charlotte said coolly, “there’s something I need to make absolutely clear.”

Her voice was steady. “The Gibson Corporation didn’t collapse because of me. Zac made a reckless investment in a major project. It failed, the losses were huge, and the company ran out of cash. On top of that, they had to pay hefty penalties to their partners. At first, all of that debt was on the company–not him personally.”

She paused. “But then Zac crossed the line. He used his position to mix company and personal finances. Under corporate law, that’s enough to ‘pierce the corporate veil.‘ The court ruled he had to take on the debt himself, along with the company.

“You run a business, Mr. Gibson. I doubt I need to explain what that means.”

There was silence on the other end.

Ding.

The elevator doors slid open at the basement level.

Charlotte stepped out and headed toward her white Rolls–Royce. When she reached the car, she tossed the keys to Petra.

“Mr. Gibson, I suggest you put personal grudges aside for now. My record speaks for itself. I’ve been practicing law for three years and have won nearly every case I’ve taken. Hiring me for your divorce wouldn’t be a mistake.”

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