Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 494

The other side did not have much of a response besides a simple “yes” and hung up the phone. Only then did Lindsey come out from the room.

The money given to her by Zayn, plus the money given to her after the death of Old Master Guggenheim that was under her care on behalf of Dezi, were more than enough for dozens of lifetimes. She rarely used it and usually had little use for it.

This was the first time Lindsey seriously considered whether to use this money to hire a few bodyguards for Dezi. After all, it was better to be cautious.

Sieben was chewing a meatball. Seeing that Lindsey was lost in thought staring into the void, she went over and slapped Lindsey’s shoulders without thinking about her force. Sieben asked while chewing, “Lindsey! What are you thinking about?”

Lindsey’s shoulder was almost fractured by Sieben. She covered it and pretended to wince exaggeratingly. "Sieben, it’s really a waste of your strength if you don’t do karate."

Sieben only thought that Lindsey was complimenting her, so she revealed a beautiful, silly smile.

Lindsey could not help but laugh, then half-heartedly said, "I’m considering hiring a few fighters. Do you think you can help train them?"

If the bodyguards were as good as Sieben, then Lindsey would have nothing to worry about.

Sieben swallowed the meatball in her mouth. When she heard Lindsey's words, she froze for a moment and looked confused. "What’s a fighter?"

Lindsey shook her head, sighed, and got up to go to the dining table.

Sieben was relentless and wanted to get an answer, so she followed Lindsey. "Lindsey, what does a fighter do?"

"It's someone that hits you if you don't eat properly and pick on your food," Lindsey said this nonsense in a serious tone. "Got it?"

Sieben retracted her hand in fear. Even Dezi looked at Lindsey timidly. That was because Sieben was the pickiest eater and she was afraid that Lindsey would also hit her hand.

Lindsey was amused by their little penguin-like movements and her bad mood instantly dissipated.

What Lindsey did not know was that within minutes of her second phone call, Zayn found out about it.

"Zion Miller?" Zayn repeated this name. The person on the other end of the call sounded respectful, "He’s an uncle of the Young Master’s classmate and often goes to pick up the kid from school. This afternoon, he went to the Young Master's kindergarten, then gave the Young Master an invitation to your engagement with Ms. Ann. He also said quite a lot before leaving. It’s because of this that Madam wanted to investigate this person."

The tip of the pen in Zayn's hand gently tapped on the desk. His voice carried the chill of early fall. "What did he say?"

The other side hesitated for a moment, but not for long. He quickly replied, "That man said that this is your engagement ceremony with Ms. Ann, so the Young Master and Madam should attend to see you and give you their blessings because you really hope for the Young Master’s blessing..."

"I hope to receive news that he’s dead. Why isn’t he dead yet?" Zayn's voice was chilly. "What is this person's identity?"

The other party quickly replied, "He just joined S.P. Corporation as a small department manager. Yesterday, his account had an extra $100,000."

"Good, very good!" Zayn slapped the pen in his hand on the desk at once. Then he hung up and muttered, "I told her not to don't bother them..."

He picked up the internal office phone on the table. A few minutes later, Quentin pushed the door in. "President."

However, before Lindsey could think of how to embarrass Ann at the engagement ceremony, there was news of S.P. Corporation’s misconduct.

Before this, S.P. Corporation took advantage of the time when Denarius was seized to quickly gain a foothold through launching new products, but as a result, these new products were tested and contained carcinogenic substances, which was a shock to the public.

Last night, in the early hours of the morning, S.P. Corporation's stocks plunged overnight in the overseas market. The domestic market heard of the news and quickly sold off some loose shares. The losses they suffered overnight were incalculable.

S.P. Corporation.

Ann paced back and forth in the office. She did not get a wink of sleep since she was woken from her sleep last night. She had already attended seven or eight meetings, but they still could not solve the current predicament.

The test report of the new product would not be ready until this afternoon at the earliest. The Headquarter’s General Manager expressed his utmost dissatisfaction with the current situation and scolded her severely.

"Who the hell is behind this?" Ann could not accept being rebuked and her whole face was distorted.

The news about the new product having problems probably came out from the States. At this juncture, the overseas market was suddenly hit badly and their stocks fell drastically.

Ann's lipstick seemed to have lost its color and became dull. She did not know where the problem was. It was fine yesterday and there was no inkling of a problem arising. The Strategy Department that monitored market directions did not anticipate that this would happen either.

This was deliberately done by someone else.

Ann’s eyes narrowed into a dangerous arc. Her eyes were like a viper’s.