Regretful Tears Won't Bring Her Back novel Chapter 108

Quinn was astounded.

Liesel bowed her head while stirring her coffee. The cold air in the room made Quinn's legs feel a little chilly.

Noticing this, Liesel got up to adjust the thermostat. She leaned against the conference table and said, "Blood relation is not everything. As long as the love is genuine, you can be family even if you don't share any blood.

"However, without love, even if you're connected by blood, you'll end up completely engulfed with nothing left behind."

Liesel adjusted the air swing. Even when she came into contact with the cold air, she didn't find it chilly. Instead, she found it comfortable.

"You've been in this industry for a very long time, Ms. Lambert. Don't tell me that you don't know much about these things. How many men have gotten rich and abandoned their wives and children, allowing their mistress to humiliate their family?

"How many people have transferred their assets to their illegitimate children while abusing their biological children at the same time? These cases are uncountable.

"So what if we're blood-related, and he's my biological father? They can just abandon us as they wish. Naturally, we can also trample them into the ground."

Quinn was speechless. She couldn't retort because she knew that Liesel was right.

When one stood to gain, blood relation, familial ties, or love did not matter.

In the past, hadn't Jeffrey also hurt her because he wanted profit?

Quinn couldn't muster a smile. She felt chills throughout her body. She still felt cold despite the raised temperature. She'd always thought that after she'd worked hard to reach this level, she'd have seen everything.

But now, she realized that this young woman was seeing the world more clearly than she was.

She took a sip of her cold coffee and couldn't stop herself from praising Liesel. "I'm glad I get to be your friend." After a pause, she continued, "This is what women should be like."

Liesel neither agreed nor disagreed with that statement. Sharing a tacit understanding, they clinked their cups together.

"Shall we sign the share transfer document now?" Quinn asked. She was clearly ready.

"There's no rush." Liesel rubbed her palms together as the overhead light shone down on her. The coolness of the light made her look a little dangerous. She smiled slightly and said, "We should pick the best time to transfer these shares. Now is obviously not a good time, since…"

She chuckled. "Since signing the document here won't hurt Jeffrey. I believe after the Sharp Group scandal blew up, you bought many of their shares at the low price, Ms. Lambert," she said matter-of-factly.

Quinn nodded. She did not conceal anything from Liesel.

"In that case, your shares and my shares combined would be enough to force Jeffrey to step down at the shareholders' meeting," Liesel said while drumming her fingers gently on the table. "After we force Jeffrey out, we can sign the share transfer document in front of him.

"While he's overcome by rage, you can personally watch him lose the thing he cares about most, Sharp Group, to you, the lover he looked down on in the past… That's what you call a heartfelt revenge."

Just changing the timing of signing the shares transfer document would be enough to make Jeffrey wish he was dead.

Drew watched her leave while frowning slightly. Hearing a familiar set of footsteps, he glanced over and asked, "Can this woman really be trusted?"

Liesel grinned. "Do you not trust me?"

"No, I don't trust her." Setting the topic of Quinn aside, Drew handed the documents he was holding to Liesel. "It seems like the terms given by this foreigner, Dash Rayden, are very favorable for Ford Corporation… but I feel like there's a trap."

Liesel took the documents and skimmed through them. "Dash has strong personal motives. He doesn't have any close private ties to Jacob, and he has thrown tantrums during the past few partnerships he had with Ford Corporation.

"There is no way he would really concede the benefits to us… He wouldn't even give us small gains, much less a project worth several billion dollars."

Smiling, she waved the documents in her hands. "A contract worth several billion dollars isn't a small deal. Let's talk in my office."

Drew was thinking the same thing.

In her office, Liesel read through the document on her couch. Sunlight highlighted her side profile, and her long eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks. Her tall nose and delicate lips were gilded by the golden rays, making her look like a figure from an elegant and serene oil painting.

Drew slowly leaned back in his chair while holding his forehead. He gazed at this painting in a lazy yet focused manner, feeling his heart stutter slightly.

He filled a cup with tea and gently pushed it in front of Liesel. "Aren't you thirsty after that lengthy discussion with Quinn? Have some water."

Liesel thanked him. The further she went through the document, the funnier she found it.