The Heiress's Second Chance At Vengeance (Eliza) novel Chapter 38

Chapter 38 Million–Dollar Moves

From the back of the bus, Eliza quietly listened to the conversation up front.

Zayden wasn’t wrong.

In her previous life, he had won an award in this exact competition.

But so what?

Next year, when the SAT rolls around, the Holt family would be completely bankrupt.

No amount of bonus points could change that

As she was spacing out, a gleaming check suddenly appeared before her eyes.

Snapping out of her thoughts, Eliza blinked at it. “What’s this?”

Nolan answered with two calm words. “A check.”

Three black lines of speechless frustration formed across Eliza’s forehead.

Of course she knew it was a check

She meant–what for?

Nolan replied evenly, “Eighty million. That’s the most I can give you right now.”

Eliza froze. “You”

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“Forget about the Gray Corp loan. You don’t have the background. Even Colton can’t push it through. This eighty million- I’m lending it to you, personally. Take it.”

He placed the check into her hand like it was nothing more than scratch paper.

“You’re not… making me sign a contract or anything?”

“Hm?”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll just take the money and run?”

“Try it.”

Right

Eliza quietly tucked the check away.

She wasn’t planning to run. And now that the funds were in place, everything else would fall into line.

“What? You want to buy masks?”

Henry stared at her in disbelief.

It was almost New Year’s–who in their right mind was trying to buy masks now?

Most mask manufacturers were going bankrupt. Offloading old stock before the year ended was already a struggle, let alone unding someone crazy enough to buy in bulk.

“Yes,” Eliza replied. “And I need a large quantity. Do you have any leads?”

“My family’s factory produces them. We’ve got a batch in stock, actually. I know a few other factories too. How much are you looking to spend

“Thirty million.”

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Chapter 38 Million–Dollar Moves

Thirty million… pieces?”

Hearing that, Henry looked like she’d lost her mind.

The mask business had been in the dumps for years. Nobody wore them anymore. Selling even 100,000 a year was considered good.

But thirty million yuan worth of inventory?

“Eliza, look, I know you just broke ties with your family and must be strapped for cash. And I get that you want to start a business–but masks? You’ll lose everything

I went to church the other day,” she said solemnly. “On the way back, God sent me a dream. Told me to buy masks. I feel like it’s a sign. Just humor me–help me get in touch with some sellers.”

As the weekend approached, she tracked down several mask suppliers desperate to clear stock before heading home for the holidays. She bought out their entire inventory at bargain prices.

By the time it was all settled, the year was nearly over.

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