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The CEO Gets What He Wants

Chapter 671
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Chapter 671 Get Our Daughter Back

Trident Group.

Avery named the new project “Nostalgia Greens”. A clear indication that she was missing a man, waiting for his

return

The man was the love of her life.

A famous author once said, “Waiting for the rain is the lifelong destiny of an umbrella.”

Right now, she is like that umbrella, waiting for the rain to quench the drought in her heart.

Once the Nostalgia Greens project is completed, her rain would surely arrive.

The massive construction project at Nostalgia Greens had begun, but Trident Group was facing a dilemma.

Due to some issues with the previous collaboration with VIVI Group, Trident Group temporarily withdrew from the

project. Moreover, when news of Cayden's mishap came, VIVI Group unexpectedly added insult to injury,

demanding a huge penalty from Trident Group for breach of contract.

How could Avery possibly let Vivi Group act shamelessly?

She immediately convened an emergency meeting, deciding to follow the proper legal procedures.

Meanwhile, as the lawsuit was underway, there were issues with the funding of the project. Without financial

support, the Nostalgia Greens project simply couldn't continue.

In a moment, Trident Group led by Avery found itself in a difficult predicament.

At the CEO's Office.

These past few days, Avery had been ragged trying to raise funds. What was strange was that she'd been around

and not a single bank was willing to give Trident Group a loan. Avery knew something was definitely off, someone

must be pulling strings behind the scenes.

But the culprit who caused the mischief was hidden too deeply, making it impossible for Avery to find out in a short

time.

When Xavier walked in, he saw Avery with a worried look on her face and asked, “Ms. Rumpley, are you still thinking

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about the issue with funds?”

Avery put down her fountain pen and looked intently at Xavier. “Mr. Dartsley, how have your communications with

the investors been going these past few days?”

Xavier shook his head in frustration. “It's very strange. No bank is willing to finance Trident Group. Even the group's

previous major clients have all chosen to remain silent now. They either use their company's financial crisis as an

excuse or simply dodge the issue. They're really a bunch of ungrateful wretches!”

He clenched his fist, slamming it against the table wall. His heart filled with resentment, leaving Avery in a state of

dejection.

However, all of this was expected.

She poured a glass of water for Xavier and suddenly asked, “Mr. Dartsley, what do you think about the idea of us

looking for partners or investors, and borrowing from the capital market through financing?”

Xavier disagreed, “Sure, this method is feasible, but all the partners who want to raise funds now are adamant

about buying shares in Trident Group and running the business with you, Ms. Rumpley. Then, what you'll face is

another division of equity and profits. You've just regained your shares, and now you're going to transfer them

again. Honestly, I don't really agree with this approach.”

Avery lowered her gaze, deep in thought. It was her reluctance to sell her shares again that was causing a

bottleneck in her fundraising efforts.

She had considered seeking financial aid from Cayden's friends, Xander, and Jacob. Given their brotherly bond, they

would surely be willing to lend a hand. In fact, both of them had expressed that intention.

However, debts of gratitude are hard to repay.

Moreover, even though they were Cayden's friends, they were also astute businessmen. They certainly wouldn't

engage in a losing deal. They might have weighed the situation for Cayden's sake, and wouldn't deceive Avery.

However, when the time came to divide the profits, they naturally wouldn't get a small share.

Trident Group had invested in such a large project, so the profits in the budget would be significantly reduced.

After much thought, Avery decided not to consider their financing aid.

“How about this, Mr. Dartsley, shall we go for crowdfunding?” After much consideration, Avery proposed this idea. It

seemed that this was the only feasible solution now.

“The government is currently cracking down hard on private fundraising, and it will take at least three to five years

to legalize it. Moreover, the legal issues triggered by private fundraising are endless. People are now very vigilant,

and it's not easy to raise funds privately. If not handled properly, it could easily lead to economic disputes and even

attract the supervision and investigation of the Securities Regulatory Commission, which would be significant

trouble,” Xavier analyzed pragmatically.

“No pain no gain. Illegal fundraising is soliciting funds from the public without approval, which could potentially

trigger systemic financial risks. However, there is still a gray area in the country's private finance. As long as the

return exceeds twenty percent, it is considered illegal fundraising. But as long as we fundraise according to

regulatory standards, setting the return standard at around fifteen percent, we can still raise a considerable

amount of funds. As long as we can raise funds, our project can get started. The initial stage may be difficult, but I

can assure you that this project is absolutely profitable,” said Avery confidently.

These days, she had been reading a lot of business books and had been consistently studying economic law.

She intended to exploit certain loopholes to find favorable opportunities for financing.

Seeing that she had made up her mind, Xavier chose not to say anything more.

Having worked with Avery for so long, he deeply understood that this lady boss was no pushover. Despite her being

a delicate woman, she was incredibly resourceful. He looked forward to seeing her lead Trident Group to new

heights.

The Lambert family.

When William returned home, he saw Nicole, donned in an apron, in the kitchen learning how to make soup from

Polly.

During this period, due to the numerous scandals, every single one of Nicole's appearance was met with a

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relentless onslaught from the online community.

Therefore, she rarely appeared in the media, doing her best to minimize exposure, waiting for the storm to pass

before making her move.

She had also become a well-behaved girl who never set foot outside the front door.

Nicole's career outside had taken a massive hit, and her poor performance during this period seemed to have left

her parents rather unsatisfied, especially William, whose attitude towards her had become significantly colder than

before. Naturally, Nicole couldn't possibly let this unfavorable situation continue to develop.

So, she became especially well-behaved and obedient.

Nicole, who had never lifted a finger to do any housework, began learning cooking skills from her mother or Polly, in

order to please her foster father. As expected, her efforts greatly satisfied William and his previously cold attitude

towards her softened considerably.

William glanced at Nicole, who was busy in the kitchen, then headed straight to the studio.

While at work, Claire sent him a message. She had something to discuss with him and asked him to come to her

studio directly after work.

William walked to the studio and gently pushed the door open.

The charming Claire was holding a paintbrush, creating a portrait on canvas.

From a distance, William found his wife's paintings to be incredibly real, as the details on the characters were

meticulously painted. William couldn't help but admire her work. Claire truly deserves to be a first-class artist. It was

only when he got closer that he was taken aback to see that the person in the oil painting was their daughter.

Avery.

“Claire...” William gently called his wife's name, his affectionate gaze following her. “You said you wanted to discuss

something with me. What is it?”

Claire set down her paintbrush, her hand smeared with paint, and lightly brushed the canvas.

Looking at the painting of Avery, she was particularly entranced, voicing the words she had long kept in her heart.

“William, I think I want to go to the Moore family to claim our daughter!”