Rebirth: Clinging to My Possessive Magnate-Chapter 702: Seizing the Right Opportunity

The call from Albert Fletcher came in quickly, his voice holding a hint of displeasure, saying, "Ophelia, why are you spending so much money?"

"Brother Fletcher, it’s not me spending it, it’s my mom." Ophelia Wilson, having already cried, sounded hoarse and extremely pitiable, "My mom has gotten addicted to shopping recently, and I must earn more to keep up with my mom’s spending speed."

"Otherwise, over time, I’m worried I won’t be able to support my mom."

"You can tell her not to spend so much. Don’t give her the card, just give her some pocket money on a monthly basis," Albert Fletcher offered advice, sounding perfectly normal.

"But..." Ophelia hesitated with difficulty, "I’m afraid my mom will abandon me again."

"Isn’t she your biological mother?" Albert asked curiously.

"Years back, it was my mom who swapped me with Sophie Wilson, I’m scared she’ll do it again," Ophelia said, collapsing, and realized immediately she had misspoken, quickly denying, "It’s not true, Brother Fletcher, I was just talking nonsense, don’t believe it."

"Brother Fletcher, I’m just asking you to help me find more jobs, and that endorsement, can you help me fight for it a bit more?" Ophelia asked cautiously.

"Okay, I’ll go ask about it tomorrow," Albert Fletcher wasn’t one to speak much, as if he hadn’t heard anything earlier, "Also, don’t think too much, I suggest you communicate more with your mom."

"Okay, Brother Fletcher, I understand, thank you for handling the job matter," Ophelia said politely and hung up the phone, a flash of hatred appearing in her eyes.

Does Chaya really think she is a fool?

Spending her money so frivolously, does she think Ophelia’s money comes from the wind?

Albert Fletcher has always been good to her, as soon as these actions of Chaya are revealed to him, he will help her think of a way.

By then, she can use Albert Fletcher’s hand to get rid of Chaya Davis, this big burden, without damaging her reputation, it’s all very perfect.

Meanwhile, Albert Fletcher, who was "calculated" by Ophelia, had a much colder smile than her: "Tomorrow go talk about the endorsement matter again?"

Albert shook his head in amusement, but the smile was chillingly cold, without any warmth, sharper than a blade.

Ophelia, oh Ophelia, truly a ruthless person, ruthless to others, even more ruthless to herself.

Getting such an endorsement deal is not easy.

In the beginning, he wasn’t entirely confident in this plan, didn’t expect James Reed to cooperate so well, putting so much pressure on Ophelia that she finally took this step.

Good.

Very good.

Albert chuckled, opened his computer, and used a tipster’s communication number to contact someone above, "Got all the footage?"

"Of course! Buddy, you’re amazing, I’ll definitely pay you big money this time!" On the other side was a reporter focused on celebrities, this kind of explosive news would definitely take off.

"Don’t rush to expose it, wait until Ophelia confirms the endorsement, then it’ll be better to expose." Albert Fletcher wore a mocking, ruthless smile, tapping the keyboard continuously.

The crisp sound resembled the sound of him wielding a knife, slicing Ophelia bit by bit.

This was the only way to satisfy his grudge.

"When will they sign the contract?" The person on the other end couldn’t help but ask.

"It should be on the ninth," Albert Fletcher continued with that eerie smile, passing the information to them, "And the tenth is Old Mr. Seymour’s birthday banquet, Ophelia as James Reed’s fiancée will definitely attend, what do you think of exposing it that night?"