Rosy Roberts spoke and suddenly let out a cold, derisive laugh...
She raised her eyes to look at Juliana Vanderbilt standing opposite her. The once wise and piercing gaze in her eyes was now full of mockery and weariness.
"I really deluded myself, didn't I… You swore to me that you'd win the championship. I spent six hundred and fifty million buying back 15% of shares from Arabella Vanderbilt for you. I thought this six hundred and fifty million would multiply tenfold, twentyfold… a hundredfold. And what happened? This 15% is now probably not even worth fifty million. And now… I still need to fork out another hundred million to pay your breach of contract penalty..."
"What is this? What have I, Rosy Roberts, given you? How much hope have I pinned on you? And what did I get in return? I raised and nurtured a money-losing pest... Ha! A money-losing pest..."
