The Heiress They Couldn't Break (Amelia) novel Chapter 352

**Chapter 352: Pure Misery**

Wade had a way of speaking that made everything seem effortlessly simple. It was as if he had mastered the art of dodging life’s challenges, a skill he had honed over the years.

He thrived on the accolades, basking in the glow of success that came from others’ hard work, but when it came to confronting the chaos he often created, he faltered.

“This is your mess,” Jeremy said, his tone sharp and unyielding. “You need to sort this out on your own and provide the shareholders with an explanation later.”

Jeremy had no patience for Wade’s whining; he was done listening to his complaints. With that, he dismissed Wade with a curt wave of his hand, signaling the end of their conversation.

The burden of the project now rested squarely on Wade’s shoulders. Deep down, he wanted to shove it aside, to pass the responsibility to someone else, but there was no escape.

As he exited Jeremy’s office, his expression darkened, a storm brewing behind his eyes. With each step down the corridor, he vowed that once he navigated this disaster, he would ensure Jeremy felt the sting of his arrogance. He wanted Jeremy to understand that the company could thrive without his constant oversight.

Back in the solitude of his office, Wade’s thoughts spiraled into a whirlwind of anger and frustration. The more he pondered the situation, the more his fury ignited. In a fit of rage, he seized the stack of files cluttering his desk and hurled them to the floor, papers scattering like fallen leaves.

“Jeremy is just flexing his muscles because he wears the CEO title,” he muttered to himself, bitterness lacing his words.

Deep down, Wade doubted his ability to resolve what he deemed a minor hiccup.

Determined to regain control, he summoned his most trusted associates for an emergency meeting.

“We can’t let these rural folks intimidate us,” Wade declared, his face set in a grim mask. “I need a strategy to silence them once and for all.”

One of his men, eager to please, suggested, “Mr. Curran, we could hire some tough guys to scare them into submission. That should put an end to their disruptions.”

“No, that’s too aggressive,” another man interjected hastily. “If this goes viral, the company will suffer even more damage.”

Wade’s brow furrowed as he contemplated their words. “Alright then. Let’s try a different approach. We’ll send a team to engage them first. Offer them some gifts, throw in a little cash, and get them to sign a contract.”

With that decision made, Wade dispatched a group of smooth-talking emissaries laden with expensive gifts to charm the townspeople.

However, the townspeople were unimpressed, especially the wife of the injured worker.

Known for her fierce spirit and fiery demeanor, she had always been the backbone of her family. Her husband had been the sole provider, and now, with him confined to a hospital bed, they faced an uncertain future. The weight of caring for his elderly mother and their several children fell heavily on her shoulders.

No amount of money could replace the love and support her husband had given. She had heard countless tales of wealthy individuals looking down their noses at families like hers, and now she was convinced that Wade and his associates had colluded with local officials, cutting corners at their expense.

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