The Invisible Daughter (Yunice Saunders) novel Chapter 324

Chapter 324 Nothing Left to Lose

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Elsie had told herself she’d buy the shares back once her finances were back in order.

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But the moment the scruffy man finished flipping through the documents, he wrinkled his nose and looked disgusted. “I’m not taking this. It’s not even worth anything.”

Elsie’s heart dropped. “Didn’t you say you buy shares?”

“I do,” he replied lazily. “But only if they’re worth something. I invest in stocks with potential. I’m not a junkyard. Powell Corporation’s stock has been tanking. What would I want with this?”

Elsie’s face went pale on the spot.

She had thought she could sell the shares for a good price—maybe it would pull her out of her current crisis, even temporarily.

But now, not only was the man not buying, he casually lit a cigarette and added, “That hospital of yours? Old, outdated, and barely standing. Silverburgh’s building the biggest hospital in Northvale soon. Little places like yours? Destined for foreclosure. You won’t be able to sell that thing even if you beg.”

Elsie’s expression darkened. She didn’t know what to say.

The man took another drag and shrugged. “Still, you’ve been a long–time client. I can give you a hand.”

He held up a hand, fingers spread slightly apart. “Eight million. I’ll take your shares for eight million.”

“Eight million?” Elsie’s voice rose in disbelief. She snatched the documents back from him. “Are you kidding me?”

Eight million? That was the price of a few of her handbags. And he wanted to buy 10% of Saunders Hospital with that?

This was daylight robbery!

Elsie turned and walked away slowly, hoping the man would stop her and offer more.

But he didn’t.

When she glanced back, he was already swinging a leg over his motorcycle, clearly ready to take off.

Elsie gritted her teeth. No. She couldn’t sell for eight million.

It was too cheap.

And what could eight million even do for her now? It wouldn’t last her two days.

She reached for her car door–but just then, a figure lunged out from the alley, grabbed her by the collar, and yanked her straight out of the car.

Elsie screamed, stumbling backward–and looked up into the crazed face of Jason’s wife.

In just a few days, the woman looked like she’d completely lost it. Disheveled, wild–eyed–clearly suffering after what her husband did with the money, possibly going half–mad–from the stress.

And worst of all–Elsie still hadn’t paid her back that five million.

Jason’s wife slammed Elsie to the ground, flicked open a switchblade, and pressed it against her cheek. “Five million. You paying me back or not? If not, I’ll carve up your face. Let’s see how you seduce my husband after that!”

Elsie cried out as the woman yanked her hair. Her scalp burned, her eyes watered from the pain. “Who the hell wants your man! That loser isn’t even my type!”

“Then why did you take his money? Why!”

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