Chapter 384
Aspen reasoned that if Andrew truly had the power to make Donald submit, he would not be living off rich women. She had witnessed it herself at the appraisal convention–Andrew did not even dare resist when Donald took him away.
“Aspen, what’s wrong?” Christina asked, noticing her troubled expression.
Aspen sneered. “Don’t worry, Christie, it’s nothing. Andrew just got lucky again–the Jayrodale Police Department decided to let him off the hook.”
Christina said mockingly, “Try not to let it bother you, Aspen. It’s probably Francesca, Lauren, or even Marvin pulling strings for him again. He keeps relying on others to clean up his messes while sinking lower. I’m done caring about him.”
Aspen gritted her teeth. “I couldn’t care less about Andrew. He’s just a nobody who got lucky because heaven took pity on him. What really stings is all the money I wasted on those high-grade pieces at the appraisal convention.”
What she did not mention was how Andrew had humiliated her at the convention, and Donald had failed to help her get revenge. Instead, her former admirer had cursed her out. The whole situation left a bitter taste in her mouth.
“You really did take a big hit at the convention,” Christina sympathized.
The total losses exceeded ten million dollars, and while that was not much for the Bridgefields Stevens family, Aspen had not brought unlimited funds to Jayrodale.
She had arrived with 12 million, already investing ten million in Atlas‘ Northern District operation. Between networking expenses and losses to Andrew, Aspen was practically broke.
“Soon, Atlas will hand me control of Jayrodale’s entire underground scene,” Aspen declared. ” Then I’ll make back hundreds of millions.”
She lifted her chin with her characteristic arrogant smile. While she admitted Andrew had dealt her a serious blow, her foundation remained rock solid–Atlas‘ Northern District would give her a perfect score.
Irene said, “Aspen, dear, I’ve transferred the money to you. Now, I just have to sit back and wait for the profits to roll in.”
Leroy chimed in eagerly, “I sent mine too! You’ve got to help me strike it rich this time! That jerk Andrew acts so high and mighty with his G-Wagon. When you make me rich, I’ll get a Ferrari and really show him up!”
“Aunt Irene, Leroy, your trust in me won’t be misplaced. You’ll be rolling in money soon enough!” Aspen promised.
Christina smiled and added, “Aspen, the Stevens Corporation’s finances are tight right now, but once I free up some capital, I’d like to invest with you too.”
“Christie, you don’t even have to ask. You know I’ve got you covered!” Aspen smiled.
The family continued their cheerful celebration, completely unaware of the devastating news about to crash down on their heads, news that would bring the Stevens family to their knees.