Who Cares About Him When I'm Married to the Richest Man?-Chapter 44: Jacobs Corporation’s Capital Chain Breaks
Haylie Sommers’s composure made Zara Dalton quite satisfied. In families like his, sooner or later, they’re meant to marry someone arranged by the family. Although he came out and clashed with his family, he has always understood that he can’t escape his destiny.
After all, he’s just a rich second-generation without much ability, living off his parents. Not to mention he doesn’t have someone he loves now; even if he met someone he truly loved, he couldn’t get past his parents.
So Zara Dalton considers his future spouse to be someone gentle, sensible, appropriate in manners, and able to maintain dignity in front of the family.
Haylie Sommers meets these criteria well.
If this marriage can allow for mutual non-interference, with each living their own lives and maintaining dignity, that would be enough for him.
So after dinner, Zara Dalton actively proposed to take Haylie Sommers home.
Haylie Sommers accepted with a smile.
The Sommers Family isn’t far. While waiting at a red light, Zara Dalton’s phone suddenly rang. He glanced at it, instinctively giving a slight smile, and answered, "Hello, Elara, why are you calling so late?"
His mood relaxed, he casually placed the phone on the holder, not noticing Haylie Sommers in the passenger seat, whose smile froze for a moment.
On the other end, Elara Hale stood by the window, hesitated for a long while, and finally spoke, "Zara, I want to ask you for a favor."
Zara Dalton laughed upon hearing this, "No need to be so polite with a brother. Tell me, what’s the favor?"
Elara Hale didn’t tell him about today’s incident at the club, just said, "I want the surveillance footage from Aurelia Club entrance between ten and eleven this morning..."
She was afraid Zara Dalton would be put in a difficult position, so she added, "Is it convenient? If not, forget it."
Zara Dalton thought for a moment, "It shouldn’t be a hassle. I’ll ask and get back to you in the morning."
Elara Hale breathed a sigh of relief and sincerely said, "Thank you, Zara."
She had made this decision after much consideration. If Zara Dalton refused her, the hard-earned courage might dissipate.
Zara Dalton chuckled helplessly, "Why so polite today? But what do you need the surveillance for? Did you encounter trouble?"
Elara Hale gave a prepared excuse, "I lost my phone and want to see who picked it up."
Zara Dalton knew her financial situation was tight, so he didn’t question the effort over a phone.
After hanging up, Elara Hale let out a long breath. Indeed, she wanted to try reporting to the authorities.
In the afternoon at the hospital, she had a blood test that showed prohibited substances. If she could get the video, maybe... she could drag the Jacobs Family into this.
That way, she might force the Jacobs Family to let her father go. If not, at least make them pay a corresponding price.
Anyway, she was already prepared to leave Northgarde, with nothing to fear from the Jacobs Family.
On the other side, Zara Dalton took Haylie Sommers home, and they politely bid farewell.
Haylie Sommers watched Zara Dalton’s car leave, her smile fading away, she took out her phone and made a call.
"Hello, Rosalind..."
The next morning, Elara Hale received a call from Zara Dalton. Zara apologized, "Elara, Aurelia Club is very particular about privacy. Even after asking my dad, I couldn’t get the video. Sorry."
Elara Hale’s heart sank, but she forced a smile to comfort him, "It’s okay, I was prepared for this, I’ll just get a new phone."
Zara Dalton quickly suggested, "Let me buy you one."
Elara Hale hastily refused, "No need, I have money."
After hanging up the phone, her smile disappeared instantly, and she sighed. Turning around, she saw Zion Fitzwilliam at the bathroom door, holding a razor and looking at her.
When she turned around, he asked, "Checking the surveillance, planning to report to the police?"
Elara Hale didn’t expect him to figure it out, nodded, feeling helpless, "That was the plan, didn’t want to get you all involved, so I didn’t dare tell anyone. But now it seems hopeless."
Zion Fitzwilliam made a sound, his voice deep, "Aurelia Club doesn’t have surveillance inside to protect customer privacy, so there’s no evidence of them spiking your drink. The surveillance at the entrance can’t provide concrete evidence, even if you report it, it’ll end up unresolved."
Elara Hale was taken aback, a bit surprised, "You already..."
Zion Fitzwilliam nodded with little emotion on his face, "I asked a friend last night, using official means isn’t likely to bring justice, but they will face consequences."
Elara Hale assumed his last sentence was just comforting her, something like "What goes around comes around," so she didn’t take it to heart.
But she didn’t expect he had considered so much for her...
Elara Hale felt warm inside and suddenly reached out to hug Zion Fitzwilliam.
In that moment, Zion Fitzwilliam froze like a stone, forgetting any reaction.
Elara Hale held him, moved, and said, "Thank you, Zion, I can’t believe how lucky I am to meet someone as good as you."
She treated Zion Fitzwilliam like a good sister, hugging him without any pressure, but didn’t expect Zion Fitzwilliam to remain silent, she paused and belatedly realized, "Oh... do you guys dislike physical contact with girls? Sorry, I..."
The soft, petite body suddenly pulled back, Zion Fitzwilliam only felt an empty embrace, a hint of loss flashed in his heart, and then he put on a smile that showed no flaws, "It’s okay, I don’t mind."
Elara Hale then sighed in relief and chuckled, "That’s good, I don’t know what taboos your group has. If there’s anything I do wrong, just tell me."
Zion Fitzwilliam nodded steadily, "Okay."
But his voice carried a hint of a different tone.
Elara Hale glanced at the time, and exclaimed, "Oh no, I’m going to be late. I have to go, bye!"
Zion Fitzwilliam watched her leave with a smile, but as the door closed, his smile faded, he took out his phone and made a call.
"Has Prospera replied yet?"
On the other end, Assistant Harris replied respectfully, "Just now Prospera Real Estate’s President Dalton personally called, agreed that if we give him the development rights of the mall, he will immediately terminate cooperation with Jacobs Group."
Zion Fitzwilliam made a sound, his dark eyes deepening, "Tell him to keep his mouth shut, there will be benefits later."
"Yes."
Elara Hale only found out about the Jacobs Group’s problem at lunchtime.
Two veteran employees sat down next to her and eagerly started discussing, "Hey, do you know? I heard Jacobs Group might go bankrupt!"
"What? How is that possible... that’s Jacobs, one of the top companies in Northgarde!"
"I heard a major partnership suddenly got breached, Jacobs Group had invested over a dozen billion to complete the partnership successfully, but the other party suddenly breached the contract, and Jacobs’ capital chain can’t hold up..."
"Ah... that’s really tragic. Doesn’t the other party have to pay breach penalties?"
"Who knows, forget it, forget it, why should we worry about this with our three thousand monthly salary, let’s eat!"
Elara Hale held her chopsticks and froze for a while, then mocked herself with a smile and continued to eat.
