Chapter 865 This Is Forcing Him Into a Dead End!
The Phoebe Group.
Since Fiona had been out of the Torres family business for years, it took Oliver quite some effort to get her number.
By the time he managed to contact Fiona, the reporters and onlookers outside had already been dispersed.
Only a few people from the PR company were still there, loudly supporting Giselle's parents.
Oliver squinted at the surveillance footage of the crowd and dialed Fiona's number.
"Mrs. Torres, hello."
He took a deep breath before speaking. "I wanted to ask, does the Torres family's PR company take on any job?"
On the other end, Fiona was lounging on a sofa, lazily smoking a cigar.
"Mr. Phoebe, what do you mean by that?"
Oliver sneered.
"The people causing trouble at my company's entrance, I checked, they're from a PR company under the Torres Group."
"Everyone in Oceancrest City knows about the relationship between the Torres family and the Phoebe family. I assume the PR company does too, right?"
"So why would they take a job to cause trouble at our company?"
Fiona laughed on the other end of the line.
"Do you know why they took the job?"
She elegantly blew out a smoke ring.
"Because I arranged for them to be there."
Her words made Oliver freeze.
He frowned, almost unable to believe his ears.
"Mrs. Torres, don't joke about something like this. It's not funny."
Fiona laughed out loud.
"Do I sound like I'm joking?"
"Oliver, you haven't dealt with me before, so I'll forgive your ignorance this time. Next time, don't ask such stupid questions."
Her voice carried a hint of cold arrogance and disdain.
"I never joke."
"Those people are there because I sent them."
Oliver squinted his eyes, gripping the phone tightly.
"But Mrs. Torres, the Phoebe family and the Torres family are one now. We rise and fall together."
"I don't understand why you would target the Phoebe family at this time."
Fiona laughed.
"You're right, our relationship is indeed one now."
"But even in a family, there needs to be a leader, don't you think?"
With those words, Oliver instantly understood her meaning.
He clenched his phone, his teeth grinding.
"So, Mrs. Torres, you want to force the Phoebe family to hand over control of the joint venture, is that it?"
This woman was ruthless.
He had just secured the frozen funds from Adeline to revive the Phoebe Group and Torres Group's joint project that morning.
And by the afternoon, she had arranged for people to cause a scene at the Phoebe Group, creating a huge scandal.
All to make the Phoebe Group hand over control of the joint venture to the Torres family after they had put up the money!
Thinking of this, Oliver squinted his eyes. "What if the Phoebe family refuses to hand over control?"
"Then today's scene will only get worse, not better."
Fiona sighed. "Oliver, you can't really blame me."
"Your sister did something so heinous that even if the Torres family didn't push it, the victims' families would eventually come to the Phoebe Group."
"I'm just giving you an early warning."
She lounged on the sofa, elegantly playing with her nails.
"In this situation, the Phoebe family is unpopular. Even if you don't want to hand over control to the Torres family now, you'll have to eventually."
"Don't refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."
Oliver squinted his eyes and slammed the phone down, leaning back in his chair, breathing heavily in anger.
The Phoebe family and the Torres family had been tied together for a long time. He had just taken over and couldn't untangle everything in a day.
The problem now was with the Torres Group, not the Phoebe Group!
He had spent the whole day reviving both companies.
And the Torres family was busy fighting for control of the joint venture!
He angrily slammed his fist on the desk, his teeth clenched tightly.
He used to think Brandon was ruthless.
Now he knew where Brandon got it from!
"Mr. Phoebe."
At that moment, his secretary knocked and entered.
"Giselle's parents are in the VIP room. Both are very emotional... Do you want to go see them?"
Oliver took a deep breath and stood up, following the secretary to the VIP room.
Inside, it was a mess.
Giselle's parents were smashing coffee cups and spilling coffee on the floor.
"Why did you bring us here?"
"I'm telling you! Don't think you can buy us off with money. We want Adeline brought to justice!"
"We won't trade our daughter's life for money!"
As soon as he entered, Oliver heard their angry voices.
He frowned and walked in with a smile.
"I know you're not here for money."
Seeing that it was Adeline's brother, a cold look flashed across their faces.
"Did you have these people bring us here?"
"What do you want?"
"That's what I should be asking you."
Oliver sighed and walked over, standing in front of them.
"If you're not here for money and just want justice for your daughter, you should go to the police, learn more about the scene, and even investigate yourself if necessary."
"Causing a scene at the Phoebe Group, do you expect the onlookers and netizens to help you find the truth?"
The couple exchanged a glance, then looked up angrily.
"We just want people to see the true face of the Phoebe Group!"
"We..."
"One million dollars."
Oliver squinted. "One million dollars to buy your promise not to cause trouble at the Phoebe Group again. How about it?"
"I won't stop you from seeking the truth. If the evidence shows Adeline killed your daughter, you can still hold her accountable."
"This one million dollars is just compensation for you. You can't cause trouble at the Phoebe Group anymore."
Hearing Oliver's offer, Yosef and Briar exchanged a glance.
Finally, Yosef coughed lightly.
"We can agree to your terms, but..."
He silently held up five fingers.
Oliver squinted.
"Five million dollars? That's not impossible..."
"No."
Yosef sneered. "Five hundred million dollars."
"The PR company told us that what we did today caused significant damage to the Phoebe Group."
"If your offer is less than five hundred million dollars, we'll keep causing trouble."
Oliver gasped.
His hands clenched into fists at his sides.
Fiona was pushing him to the edge!