Juliana Vanderbilt stood at the doorway, her face bruised and swollen. When she saw Arabella step out, she looked at her, disregarding her disheveled appearance.
"How many shares are you taking?"
Arabella Vanderbilt merely cast a cold glance at her, sidestepped, and walked around her.
Juliana was relentless, stepping forward to block her path again.
"I asked you, how many shares are you taking?! Arabella Vanderbilt, just how heartless are you? Ruining my reputation wasn't enough, now you want the Timmerman Corporation too?!"
Arabella lazily lifted her gaze, her eyes slowly shifting toward Juliana.
Juliana stumbled back several steps, terrified.
"You… what are you trying to do?!"
"I think you haven't learned your lesson yet."
Arabella took two steps closer to her. "Your talent for turning around and biting others remains as sharp as ever. Don't mention a measly portion of Timmerman Corporation's shares—if I wanted them all, it wouldn't be impossible."
