Curses 

The man in the sult was confused when he heard the stranger, who didn’t seem like she was around here, asking him this question. 

“Who are you?” the man in the suit asked 

“I’m from the Filo Group” Emelie introduced herself. 

As if he was being provoked, the man’s expression bamed hostile. 

He stood up and said angrily, “We will never agree to your acquisition! You pirates!” 

Emelie remained calm. “I’m here to see Jaime, not force a takeover. I just want to talk to him. Perhaps we can find a solution that benefits both parties. SAM would be saved from this predicament then.” 

The two men exchanged a glance. 

On one hand, their gut instinct was to reject any offer from the Filo Group. On the other hand, Emelie’s words gave them a glimmer of hope. 

Entelie continued speaking in her calm tone. “Instead of sitting here every day and praying for a miracle, why not take me to Jaime? You’re more likely to save SAM this way.” Finally, the men relented and brought her to see Jaime after seeing the Filo family’s insignia engraved on their ear. Only then was he certain that they were from the Filo family. 

Jaime was in a church

. He was dressed in black and praying on the bench. 

The man in the suit approached Jaime and bent down to say, “Uncle, she’s the one from the Filo family who asked to see you.” 

Jaime was already in his seventies, so he had a face full of gray beard. He turned his scrutinizing gaze toward Emelie, and she met his gaze without flinching 

Jaime spoke in Faldorian. “Who are you, and what do you want? 

Emelie didn’t know how to speak Faktorian, so Jodie translated it to Cedonian in a low voice. However, Emelle didn’t say anything after listening to Jodie. Instead, shesized up Jaime. 

Her look would offend even the most carefree person from Lablos or Ruches, not to mention a Faldorian gentleman who was very particular about etiquette 

As expected, Jaime was displeased. He asked in Asteshese instead, “Why are you looking at me like that?” 

Emelie replied, “I was thinking, it turns out that wisdom does not come with age.” 

Jaime was stunned. A second later, he flew into a rage and shot up from his seat, 

“How dare you call me stupid?” he said. 

Jodie hadn’t expected Emelie to say something like that. She stepped in front of Emelie instinctively, afraid that Jaime might harm her. Property © of .

Emelie was undeterred by his anger and continued mocking him. “SAM is a symbol of your family’s heritage. What the founder would have wanted was for it to continue existing 

“In this critical moment, you care more about how outsiders are going to ‘tant‘ your company compared to saving it from bankruptcy. 

“It’s comparable to someone holding a knife against your neck and demanding you to crouch down in order to survive. However, you believe that crouching is a shameful act, so you would rather perish while standing tall. 

“To put it in a nice way, you have integrity, but to put it bluntly, you’re stupid, foolish, and stubborn.” 

Jaime’s anger reached a boiling point. “Shut up!” 

No one had ever spoken to him like that before. This woman was rude and uneducated. 

He unleashed a torrent of curses upon Emelie. “The Filo Group will say anything to seize SAM! You say we’re stubborn? Should we follow in the File family’s footsteps and allow a grandson without the same surname to inherit the family business? How absurd! 

“Do you know that you have become the laughingstock of the entire world? You’re all just cowards incapable of safeguarding your own family business! Soon, the Filo Group will belong to outsiders! 

“Go back and tell Cronus this: it he continues behaving so recklessly, divine retribution will befall him one day!” 

Cronus was Wesley’s name within the Filo family. 

Jaime’s face was flushed with anger. The man in the suit quickly calmed him down and berated Emelie. “Listen carefully! SAM will never agree to the acquisition! Stop dreaming!” 

Jodie also thought that any further discussion about the acquisition was impossible for the day, sering how angry Emelie had made Jaime. 

She quickly turned to Emelie and suggested, “Miss, perhaps we should leave.” 

Emelie shrugged and said nothing more, then followed Jodie out of the church. Even after they were several feet away from them, they could still hear the man in the stand Jaime burling insults at Emelie. 

They said she was a liar. She couldn’t possibly find a solution to benefitboth partie 

parties. She was as 

was as cunning as Cronus.