Queen Mommy's Six Genius Babies Found the CEO Daddy-Chapter 207: Turning the Tide

"Waaahhh—!"

Her ghostly wailing echoed across the entire terrace.

Lucas looked at her helplessly, quickly handing her tissues, then stared as she wiped away tears that didn’t actually exist.

"Sophia, calm down. She was talking nonsense."

Sophia kept sobbing dramatically, full of grievance.

"But she sounded so reasonable! I’m not even a young girl anymore—I already have six kids! Tell me, what normal person suddenly gets pregnant with six at once? I cared so much about my figure back then. I kept working out nonstop. And today—today someone actually said my body’s gone out of shape! If it were you, could you take that? Could you?!"

Sophia stared at the hand she was counting on, her lips pouting deeply.

She had already faced reality. Compared to Daisy, the gap between them was age—and figure.

She was already the mother of six, while the other was still a young, untouched girl. Put the two side by side, and the other would win effortlessly.

Lucas burst into helpless laughter, pulled her over, and sat her on his lap.

"Has your figure changed or not—don’t I know that better than anyone? Or has your waist suddenly stopped hurting?"

Sophia suddenly fell silent and stared at him.

"You’re not lying to me?"

"Of course not. You’re still my little seductress—irresistible."

His hand rested on her waist as he continued, "Want me to personally prove your charm to you right now?"

Sophia instantly dropped her earlier gloom and waved her hands quickly.

"No need! Just hearing that gave me back all my confidence!"

"Good. Now can you tell me what’s really going on with Wright Group? Why did they suddenly pull out their investment?"

Getting back to business, she shook her head.

"It’s nothing too complicated. But after Wright Group withdrew, the company’s looking at losses in the tens of millions. I ran a rough estimate—no less than sixty million. The factory workers are all already operating at full capacity. If everything shuts down now, the losses will be massive."

"Wright Group wouldn’t do something that harms others without benefiting themselves. If they suddenly pulled out, there must be a reason. Otherwise, it means they deliberately started cooperating with you just to mislead you and oppose you from the beginning."

Sophia nodded thoughtfully and said quietly, "I still haven’t fully seen through his real intentions. But today I discovered they’ve signed a contract with DS."

"Damien?" Lucas asked.

"Yes. You know he’s already taken over Jacob’s role. Right now, we’re practically strangers. And today... I actually felt a bit disappointed."

Lucas immediately sensed danger.

"Disappointed?"

"Of course. Think about it—we once had a chance to be friends. And you know, the number of people I truly consider friends can be counted on one hand."

She didn’t need many friends. Most people were nothing more than surface-level social pretenses. Meeting Damien—back then—had made her genuinely happy.

"Jacob’s been behaving lately. He hasn’t even gone to visit those two in prison once."

"I made my stance clear last time. If he can’t control himself, I’ll strike back hard. Speaking of which, when I went to the film set, I didn’t even pay attention to whether Olivia was there."

Olivia had once trended on the hot search due to a marriage scandal. It was quickly labeled a rumor and suppressed.

"Morgan Group has already been taken over by Ethan."

"Andrew trusts him completely—that means he has some real skill. When is their wedding again?"

"One week from now."

Olivia had chosen the wedding date in haste as well. She had to ensure that Morgan Group would never fall into Sophia’s hands.

Marriage—for Morgan Group’s sake. And it just happened to benefit Ethan too.

Only one week left.

Sophia curved her lips slightly—she found herself looking forward to it.

One week later.

Across major shopping malls nationwide, the former queen of TV ratings had transformed into the queen of livestream sales. And the luxury custom designs she wore were all from YL.

Sophia walked into the company with a smile. Amelia immediately rushed over to her.

"President Morgan, your strategy was brilliant! Every single item in stock has been sold out. And now a lot of companies are主动 coming to us seeking cooperation. We’re estimating orders worth over a hundred million!"

Amelia stared at the before-and-after data comparison, so shocked she couldn’t even speak.

She never expected that in the end, Sophia would simply pour in money.

Instead of abandoning the previous inventory, she chose livestream sales—combined with a temporary partnership with Hilton Group—and practically monopolized the entire apparel market.

Although they had invested heavily at the start, the final returns far exceeded their original projections.

Sophia curled her lips into a smile.

"I told you—it was nothing major. But I imagine there are a few people out there so furious their faces have turned green."

Just as she predicted—

Inside Wright Group’s conference room, Frank stood with his hands on his hips, pacing back and forth.

"Mr. Turner, I told you from the beginning that we shouldn’t have terminated the contract with YL. Their orders were guaranteed to make a fortune. Look at what happened now—not only did you pull out, but you also caused us to lose a large sum of money. Meanwhile, the other side is enjoying massive success!"

Plenty of people around him were criticizing him, their voices overlapping so loudly it made his ears ring.

Frank finally snapped.

"What exactly are you all trying to say? When I withdrew from the contract back then, every one of you was present. At the time, not a single person objected. Some of you even encouraged me not to work with YL. Now that the contract has been terminated and you’ve realized your own interests were harmed, you turn around and blame me? What am I—your punching bag? Don’t forget, Wright Group is still under my control!"

Frank had always been known for his gentle, refined demeanor. He rarely lost his temper in front of everyone.

But now, like a provoked tiger, he had finally revealed his true edge.

The once noisy room fell completely silent. Some people, clearly frightened, stole cautious glances at him—but didn’t dare look for long.

Frank swept a cold look over them.

These parasites—contributing nothing to the company yet acting with unchecked arrogance purely because of their connections.

And those early investors who had been enjoying dividends all these years—wasn’t that enough?

Yet they still stirred up trouble every single day.

How had the company ended up raising such a bunch of useless people?

"Let me make this clear," Frank said coldly.

"The termination with YL was a collective internal decision and received full approval at the time.

If anyone now wants to dump the blame entirely on me—I welcome it.

But at the same time, you won’t be needed here anymore. Pack up your things and get out."

He pointed calmly toward the door, glancing coolly at the people who didn’t dare speak.

A bunch of cowards who only dared to bully through borrowed authority.

"So what do we do now?" someone finally asked.

"Other people making money is their own skill," Frank said indifferently. "If you truly have talent, then I expect you to bring me at least two plans that actually satisfy me—so I can see what you’re capable of as well."

With that, he flicked the documents in his hand onto the table, loosened his tie, and strode out of the conference room.