Chapter 145 Monkey Business
Mr. Wilson returned home in a sorry state.
Seeing his bruised and swollen appearance, Mrs. Wilson exclaimed, "How did you end up looking like this? Did the Medici family do this to you?"
For the sake of Anika, they actually disregarded being influential figures and attacked New York's richest man?
How uncivilized!
"It was two self-righteous security guards..." Mr. Wilson didn't want to talk about it anymore.
At this moment, he finally understood what it meant to be a tiger fallen in a peaceful valley, being bullied by dogs. He sat dejectedly on the couch and muttered, "Today is the last day. After midnight, it's the deadline of three days."
"I don't believe that damn girl would dare to post about Isla plagiarizing her work online!"
"Ah..." Mr. Wilson didn't say anything. He let out a heavy sigh. He knew Abella's personality well. If the time came, she wouldn't consider any family ties.
By nine o'clock in the evening, Mr. Wilson's 14 rooms were empty.
Shops and four luxury homes, still unsold...
Anika' lawyer called, "Mr. Wilson, if we do not receive your compensation before midnight tonight, we will have to make public the fact that your daughter plagiarized Anika' work, as agreed beforehand."
"Don't... give me a little more time, it's not my fault that the properties and shops aren't selling..."
"You have only three hours left." Anika' representative lawyer said, and then hung up the phone.
Mr. Wilson was extremely anxious. He couldn't sell them in three days, how could he in three hours?
Moreover, it was already nine o'clock at night. Who would visit houses and shops at such a late hour, let alone pay the full amount upfront?
He hurriedly called the real estate agent, "What's the situation? Why aren't they selling?"
"Mr. Wilson, I'm not sure either. It could be that the price is too high, and you require full payment upfront..."
Fourteen shops and four luxury homes, totaling 180 million, were not affordable for ordinary people.
"Well, why wait? Hurry up and lower the price. Regardless, they must be sold before midnight tonight!"
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Wilson watched as time passed second by second...
It was ten o'clock...
Ten thirty...
Eleven...
Mrs. Wilson and Isla sat on the sofa, too nervous to move...
By this time, there was still no news from the real estate agent!
Isla subconsciously grabbed Mrs. Wilson's sleeve, trembling with fear, and asked in a low voice, "Mom, is my reputation going to be ruined?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Although Mrs. Wilson tried to reassure her verbally, she had no confidence inside. It was already 11 o'clock, and most likely, their shops and houses would not be sold!
Just then, Mr. Wilson's phone rang. It was a call from the real estate agent.
He was overjoyed, and even Mrs. Wilson and Isla became excited. It finally happened, a buyer was finally here!
"Did they sell?" Mr. Wilson answered the phone, relieved, and said with a smile, "I knew that my shops and houses would definitely sell, they are in prime locations in the city center..."
"Mr. Wilson... there have been many inquiries, but very few actual offers were made... only one person made a real offer..." the real estate agent said somewhat awkwardly, "Mr. Romer said that he will buy all 14 shops and four houses for a total of 80 million."
"80 million? Is he crazy? My properties are worth 180 million! He expects to buy them for 80 million? Is he trying to swindle me?"
"Mr. Wilson, it's already late. Maybe you should consider it. I'm worried about what might happen..."
"No way!" Mr. Wilson angrily hung up the phone.
Upon hearing the content of the call, Mrs. Wilson couldn't help but get angry too, "He wants us to lower the price by 100 million just like that? What a lunatic! You can't just snatch money like that!"
"Let's wait and see."
Mr. Wilson said so, but his heart was filled with unease and a sense of impending doom.
On the other side, Abella received the news and, with a smirk on her face, quietly gave some instructions.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, Mr. Wilson's phone suddenly rang, causing all three of them to become excited once again. Mr. Wilson, too eager to even check the caller ID, answered the phone and asked, "How is it? Did you sell it?"
"Mr. Wilson, I am Anika's agent lawyer. You have half an hour left. I have already sent you the drafted announcement via text message. Once the time is up, we will release it."
"No, please..." Mr. Wilson's words were not finished when the other party hung up the phone once again.
In the text message, the other party portrayed Isla's plagiarism of Anika's work in a very unfavorable light. If it were to be released, the Wilson family would undoubtedly be heavily criticized!
Mrs. Wilson took the phone and, together with Isla, read the contents of the message. Their expressions were filled with panic and heaviness.
At eleven forty-five in the evening, Mrs. Wilson started to plead, "How about we sell it to Mr. Romer for eighty million? After all, Isla's reputation is more important..."
They knew they would suffer a great loss, but they had no choice...
Otherwise, if that wretched Abella really exposed Isla's embarrassing situation, the whole nation would know! Those affected would include them as parents and the Wilson family business...
Mr. Wilson was extremely reluctant, his expression filled with great difficulty.
"Wealth is temporary, and besides, if your mother leaves the shares to Isla, won't our net worth rise again?"
"Let's sell it. Isla's reputation is important."
"Jeff , there's no time! The buyer needs time for the one-time full payment!"
"Don't hesitate!"
"Sell it!"
...
Under Mrs. Wilson's persuasions and pleas, Mr. Wilson finally, heavily, picked up the phone and dialed the agent's number.
Upon hearing that he was willing to sell, the agent urgently contacted Mr. Romer . After a while, he called Mr. Wilson and awkwardly said, "Mr. Wilson... Mr. Romer said he would buy it for seventy million."
"What? Wasn't it eighty million? Why the reduction?" Mr. Wilson was truly infuriated. "Ask him, how much are the shops and mansions in the same area worth? They are already taking advantage of us, and now they want us to reduce the price? Do they think we're fools?"
"Mr. Wilson, please don't get angry..."
"We're not selling!" Mr. Wilson once again hung up the phone in a fit of rage.
Upon hearing that he wasn't selling, Mrs. Wilson and Isla became anxious and started pleading urgently...
It was now almost eleven fifty. If they didn't sell it soon, once the announcement was released, it would be nearly impossible to sell it..."
"Mr. Romer is simply playing us for fools..." Mr. Wilson was furious.
Mrs. Wilson and Isla pleaded with him, and after much difficulty, Mr. Wilson finally calmed down and picked up his phone. "Fine, let it be 70 million, but I want him to pay the full amount in one go. Transfer the money to me now!"
Because Mr. Wilson had already signed the documents for those shops and houses, all they needed was for the other party to buy them back and sign their name for the contracts to become effective.
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