Betrayed, But Not Defeated novel Chapter 225

Charlene returned home soon after. She was surprised to see Amelia there.

"Ms. Geller! You haven't forgotten your promise to give me a signed autograph, right?"

Amelia finally remembered her request, but her attention was elsewhere.

Her eyes were locked on the dining table.

What else could Daniel say about this?

They had to eat!

After the meal, Amelia leaned back in her chair, rubbing her now-rounded stomach.

She let out an embarrassed laugh.

"Mr. Ashcroft, your cooking is amazing! I accidentally ate too much!"

Then, glancing at Charlene, she sighed.

"Ah! If only I were like Ms. Gellar. I ate this much, and now I have to work out!"

She grumbled, then suddenly brightened.

"Looks like I'll have to go chase after the Saintess of the Shadowspire Syndicate! At least that'll help burn off some of these extra calories."

Daniel couldn't hold back a chuckle.

If Camille heard, she'd probably go berserk on the spot.

Amelia actually thought of her this way!

Charlene watched her as Amelia ran off. She then turned to Daniel with a meaningful look.

"She's an interesting girl, isn't she?"

Daniel stepped forward, raising a hand to press against the wall beside her.

"Ma'am, are you mocking me?"

"Of course not. Mmph!"

Charlene's eyes widened. He did it again with that oppressive aura of his!

Daniel didn't care that much about that.

"Come here, babe. Let's try something new…"

Daniel frowned as he flipped through the application documents handed over by Laila.

"It's this troublesome?"

Getting the genetic serum licensed was proving to be a massive headache.

Laila gave a small, knowing smile.

"Mr. Ashcroft, pharmaceutical approvals are extremely strict. If our company hadn't temporarily shut down, it wouldn't have been an issue.

"But now? It's extremely complicated."

"You drove here today?"

Jennifer's face immediately darkened. She knew exactly what he was implying.

He was mocking them and rubbing in their humiliation.

Zidane let out a cold laugh.

"Daniel, don't get too cocky! The Ashcroft Group isn't the only powerhouse in Qranross.

"You'd do well to remember that."

"That's right," Jennifer said, with a smug look on her face. "If you're willing to bow and admit your mistakes, kneel before me. Beg and call me "master" like you used to.

"Then, I might consider helping you get your license."

This woman was crazy. She still dreamed of enslaving him!

"Your confidence is impressive." Daniel sneered.

"Naturally. Take a good look."

Jennifer pulled out a document, waving it in front of him.

"Starting tomorrow, the Qranross cosmetics market won't be yours alone. Tell Charlene, that I'm going to crush her beneath my feet."

Her voice was laced with venom as if their years of friendship had never existed.

A flicker of realization flashed across Daniel's face.