Who Cares About Him When I'm Married to the Richest Man?-Chapter 57: Accepting Transfers with Tears

It was Special Assistant Wood calling, his tone urgent, "President Jacobs, two companies suddenly want to terminate their cooperation with us, involving over five billion. They would rather abandon the established facilities and pay fifty million breach of contract compensation, with the sole request to end the cooperation."

Over five billion... 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

At this moment, Mason Jacobs felt a surge of blood rushing upwards, almost drowning him.

Jacobs Group’s good reputation in the industry largely comes from the fact that partners only contribute the initial capital, while Jacobs invests all funds, leaving partners worry-free.

Originally, this was a major weapon for Jacobs, securing more partnerships. But now, this weapon has become a knife stabbing itself to death.

Three consecutive partnerships were breached, with over ten billion investments of Jacobs wasted. Fifty million in breach of contract compensation is merely a drop in the ocean in face of such a huge loss!

He couldn’t care less about Rosalind Jacobs anymore, tossing down a line, "Go back and wait for me, and tell Mom not to act recklessly!"

Turning around, he hurriedly got into a taxi, "Driver, take me to Jacobs Group!"

This night was sleepless for the Jacobs Family and Jacobs Group, but for Elara Hale, she slept well.

She had no idea she had been drugged. Upon waking up, she felt refreshed after a sound sleep, completely unaware that she and her father narrowly escaped death the previous night.

Zion Fitzwilliam didn’t mention these things fearing to scare her, so Elara Hale, after having breakfast casually bought by Zion Fitzwilliam, went to work full of energy.

Last month’s commission bonus arrived in the morning. Combined with her basic salary, she received thirteen thousand, and was publicly praised by the department leader.

Elara Hale knew this was just the beginning.

She kept three thousand, transferred the remaining ten thousand along with her previous thirty thousand to Zion Fitzwilliam.

Previously, Zion Fitzwilliam generously lent her a hundred thousand during her toughest time without charging interest. She remembered this kindness dearly, hence she paid him back a part first, not wanting him to worry.

As long as she continued to work hard, she would not only support her father but also quickly save up money to repay him.

However, what she didn’t expect was the compensation from Jacobs Group arrived in the afternoon.

A full nine hundred thousand, stunned Elara Hale, who was carefully calculating over a few thousand dollars in the morning.

Good heavens, unexpected wealth is truly a delightful surprise.

She quickly paid off Zion Fitzwilliam’s debt, sent a lawyer fee to Brandon White, then saved seventy thousand as a fixed deposit and kept the remainder for emergency use.

On the other side of the city, in the top floor of a landmark building, a man stood by the large floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the texts on his phone.

"Here’s a repayment of forty thousand from the ten thousand I previously borrowed. Transfer 40000."

"Jacobs’ compensation is in, the rest is repaid to you as well. Transfer 60000."

"This is two months’ rent. Transfer 4000."

Each transfer seemed eager to sever every connection with him.

Zion Fitzwilliam stared at these transfers, couldn’t think of a solution for a long time, eventually accepting them with tears.

The tangled relationships he struggled to pull apart...

Unaware of the joy and sorrow of others, Elara Hale cheerfully dove into her work, completely absorbed.

Jacobs Group.

Mason Jacobs had dealt with wave after wave of emergency events, finally bringing the company back on track, bearing a personal bank loan of six billion.

After solving the company’s issues, he had been sleep-deprived for nearly three days, coupled with the previous breach by Prospera, he was on edge for a week. His emotions boiled, and he drove home.

As soon as he entered, Kylie Dalton approached nervously, asking, "Mason, how’s the company? Rosalind told me it was all Elara Hale’s doing! That bitch can’t stay quiet even after the divorce! Is the company okay?"

Mason Jacobs rubbed his temples, looking over with an uncertain expression, "What counts as a big deal? Does nearly bankrupting count? Does bearing a sixty billion loan count?"

Upon hearing this, Kylie Dalton sighed in relief, patting her chest, "Just a sixty billion loan, as long as the company is fine. Given our Jacobs Family’s status in Northgarde, it’s only a matter of time to earn it back. Mason, come back and take a good rest; I have a mahjong date with my friends, heading out now!"

Unable to hold back, Mason Jacobs stopped her, "Mom, could you not interfere with Elara Hale and David Hales moving forward?"

Kylie Dalton’s figure stiffened, waving vaguely, "Fine, fine!"

Hurriedly left.

Deep exhaustion overwhelmed Mason Jacobs, why is his mother always like this, three years ago he cleared up the mess for her, everything was well-covered, yet she insists on uncovering it again... root and branch? Clearly stirring trouble!

Sixty billion is so simple in her eyes? Even at the peak of Jacobs, it would take two or three years to earn back; now Jacobs walks on thin ice, one mistake and this sixty billion is his death sentence!

In such circumstances, she leisurely plays mahjong!

Mason Jacobs felt unprecedented agitation, pent-up and fierce emotions like scurrying insects wreaking havoc inside him, urging destruction.

Rosalind knew he returned, and did not dare to appear. Mason Jacobs had nowhere to release a burst of anger, tugged at his tie irritably, and returned to his room.

Cecilia Quincy was sitting in the room removing makeup, turning her head at the sound, gently cooing, "Brother Mason, you came back..."

Before finishing, Mason Jacobs pounced aggressively, like a beast released from its cage, vehemently pressing on Cecilia Quincy.

Cecilia Quincy panicked, "Brother Mason, what’s wrong..."

Mason Jacobs said nothing, cruelly pinching her skin, Cecilia Quincy had never seen Mason Jacobs like this, resembling a madman.

Fear and unease engulfed her, her Brother Mason isn’t like this...

When it was all over, Mason Jacobs finally calmed, looking at the messy bed and battered Cecilia Quincy, compassion arose as he gently hugged her, comforting, "Cece, I’m sorry, was I too rough? I love you so much, too scared to lose you, that’s why..."

At this moment, Cecilia Quincy was covered in bite marks and bruises, resembling a broken doll. Hearing Mason Jacobs comfort her, she burst into tears.

"Brother Mason, you were so scary just now..."