novelraw Chapter 90, Titus Zane, the moment you step out of the villa, Zeng’s stocks will plummet in the afternoon.
Chapter 90, Titus Zane, the moment you step out of the villa, Zeng’s stocks will plummet in the afternoon.
Chapter 90: 90, Titus Zane, the moment you step out of the villa, Zeng’s stocks will plummet in the afternoon.,
After arranging to meet Logan Ray at the hotel at eleven, Titus Zane quickly packed and freshened up. There was no time to change the wrinkled clothes he wore, so he hurriedly grabbed his suitcase and rushed out of the room.
The suitcase was heavy, and the elevator door leading to the lobby on the first floor was locked—not just for her, but no one in the family was allowed to use it, except for Olivia Zane, who was mobility impaired.
However, the elevator only went up to the second floor; the floors above were locked.
So Titus Zane was always curious about how Olivia Zane managed to get to her room on the fourth floor every time she visited.
But that was an issue for later; right now, it was crucial for Titus Zane to leave.
Titus Zane carried the heavy suitcase down the stairs step by step. It was strenuous, but not impossible.
In the lobby, Nathan Moore was leisurely sitting on the sofa, with his legs elegantly crossed, one hand across his chest and the other propping his chin, watching Titus Zane slowly descend the stairs without intervening or offering help, as if watching a joke unfold.
"Sister, what are you doing?" Seeing Titus Zane with the oversized suitcase, Olivia Zane became flustered and wheeled her chair up to the staircase.
Mom said she would not leave, but now, it seemed clear she was planning to leave!
That couldn’t happen; if she left, all the previous plans would go down the drain.
Anxiety drained all the color from Olivia Zane’s porcelain doll-like face.
She wanted to stop her, but couldn’t show her intention too clearly. After all, morally and emotionally, she was supposed to support Titus Zane’s departure.
Seeing that Titus Zane ignored her, persistently carrying the suitcase down the last step, Olivia Zane turned her face to look at Nathan Moore, her expression frantic.
She called for help.
"Nathan..."
Nathan Moore leaned back in the sofa, his handsome face unexpectedly showing hints of a smile, watching Titus Zane walk towards the hall’s door with the oversized suitcase, still silent, his black eyes following her.
"Nathan, please stop sister!" In desperation, Olivia Zane could not care less, quickly wheeling her chair to face Nathan with urgency.
"Stop?" Nathan Moore slightly tilted his head, looking at Olivia Zane with slightly raised eyebrows, the corners of his thin lips curling into a smirk.
"Why should I stop her?"
The one sentence left Olivia Zane speechless.
She couldn’t reveal her true intentions to him.
Her eyes twinkled briefly, her brain rapidly
"Since you don’t care about the life or death of the Zane Family, then I need not care either,"
Nathan Moore swiped the touchscreen, "Titus Zane, if you step out of this villa today, by this afternoon, Zane Corporation’s stock will hit the lower circuit, and within a month, it will become junk stock, facing delisting, with no one daring to buy it!"
While speaking, Nathan Moore dialed a series of numbers, turned on the speakerphone, "Sell all the Zane shares purchased in recent years immediately, and also release news that Zane’s finances are suspected of falsification..."
"You’re truly despicable!"