Orphan To Unbreakable Queen - Chapter 104: Chapter 104
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MindDrift was founded by Carmen with the help of Daxton.
Instead of building from scratch, they acquired a failing live-streaming platform, rebranded it as MindDrift, and relaunched it.
Carmen went straight to Daxton and asked him for 35 million dollars to invest. The truth was, Daxton didn't have so much liquid capital on hand. But when he heard Carmen wanted the money to start a business and prove she was better than Aubree, he directly embezzled the lab's research funds.
Of course, Daxton didn't impulsively throw money at Carmen's idea. He had considered that her plan might work. 'New media is currently a booming trend,' he thought, 'and while live-streaming platforms are becoming saturated, they still hold clear advantages over other ventures.
'As long as no groundbreaking innovations emerge in the market, live-streaming remains a profitable industry. With Carmen's innovative PK feature, there's a real chance to revive the business.'
Not only that, Alice also came to Carmen.
Without another word, she handed Carmen a bank card. "There's 35 million dollars here. Make good use of it."
As soon as Carmen received the money, tears streamed down her face. Her performance would put professional actresses to shame. "Thank you, Mom. I'll surely prove myself."
Alice smiled affectionately, gazing at Carmen's face as she gently stroked her brow. "You'll always be my daughter. That will never change. No matter what, I'll protect you."
Carmen nodded earnestly. "I'll make you proud, Mom!"
"Let's not tell your father about this for now. Once you succeed, we'll give him a surprise," Alice added. She had another reason for this. 'If Carmen fails, 70 million dollars is nothing to the Wilson family, and at least Ronald won't be disappointed in Carmen again.'
Carmen didn't think she would fail. After all, MindDrift had only just launched, but its profits were already rivaling Playzy's early days. She took Alice's words at face value. Besides, this was her plan all along.
Dad has been so good to Aubree lately, all because she created Playzy, right? If my MindDrift outperforms Playzy, he'll naturally push Aubree aside just as he did before. And I'll still be the one and only heiress of the Wilson family.'
Meanwhile, Aubree was finally on a real break.
With both her club and company running smoothly, she no longer had to micromanage everything.
Aubree knew Isla was still there. Lately, she'd been running Alvin ragged, even tagging along to the club where she had all the young guys blushing and tripping over themselves.
The thought made Aubree want to laugh.
Aubree invited Isla out today, planning to play the host and take her out for some fun. As for how she convinced Isla, that was a piece of cake.
She logged into her long-unused gaming account and put on a dazzling display, instantly enchanting Isla so much that she even forgot about Alvin.
Aubree took Isla to the mall. Isla was quite fond of traditional Lumanon outfits, so Aubree decided to buy her a couple of sets.
Isla was still dressed in her chic dress, delicate, adorable, yet perfectly poised.
Seeing Aubree, Isla lifted her chin with a feigned air of pride. "I'm only coming with you because you're good at games. Don't bother buttering me up to get on my brother's good side. It won't work," she declared.
"Alright, Princess Isla, can we go now?" Aubree said, offering her hand. After a moment's hesitation, Isla reluctantly took it.
It feels pretty nice...' Isla mused. 'Hmph, consider it a favor to Aubree. But only for today.'
Since it wasn't the weekend, the mall was pretty quiet. Aubree held Isla's hand as they stepped into the elevator. The only other passengers were two smartly dressed, broad-shouldered men, the kind who looked like they either lived at the gym or had serious training. Aubree gave them a quick once-over before looking away as the elevator climbed floor by floor.
Isla suddenly frowned and pressed closer to Aubree. She whispered, "Aubree, those two guys behind us seem to be staring at us."
Alerted by her, Aubree turned her head for a glance. The moment the two men noticed her looking, they immediately averted their eyes and revealed friendly smiles. One of them asked, "Is something wrong?"
Aubree frowned too, feeling something was off about them.
She tightened her grip on Isla's hand. As she looked away, she caught a glimpse of identical tattoos on the sides of their necks.
Trouble's coming!' Aubree thought.
Isla tensed up as well and asked nervously, "Aubree, are they bad guys?"
The elevator was small. No matter how quietly they spoke, anyone paying attention could hear. Yet the two men seemed completely oblivious. Aubree realized they didn't understand Odionlandian.
Aubree whispered urgently to Isla, "As soon as the doors open, run like hell!"
Although unable to understand Odionlandian, the two men behind still sensed Aubree and Isla's heightened alertness. They exchanged a glance and, in unison, pulled switchblades from their pockets.
Fortunately, someone pressed the elevator button at that moment. Seizing the opportunity, Aubree grabbed Isla and bolted out.
They crashed into the person waiting outside, who snapped, "Hey! Got a death wish or something?"
A split second later, two burly men burst out of the elevator, making the bystander jump in fright.
"Move! Don't block the way!" one of the burly men growled.
Aubree and Isla were on a high floor, so taking the elevator was out of the question. Without hesitation, Aubree grabbed Isla and pulled her toward the emergency stairwell. Aubree knew there were security guards outside the mall. If they could make it out, they'd be safe.
The two men chased relentlessly, each footfalling a drumbeat of dread in Aubree's veins.
As she ran, Aubree snatched out her phone, quickly pulled up a pre-saved SOS message from her drafts, added their location, and sent it out to all her contacts.
She thought, 'Ever since I started going up against the Wilson family, I've been on guard, expecting they might come after me. That's why I prepared this emergency message in advance. I didn't think I'd need it so soon. But what exactly are these people after?'
Then, Aubree quickly dialed 911. "Help! I'm being chased. I'm at Horizon Plaza!"
"Aubree!" one of the two burly men yelled. Then, the two men, hot on their heels, suddenly lunged at Aubree and Isla.
Isla let out a terrified shriek.
Bowen was attending a company meeting, seated among the attendees as the department head delivered the presentation.
Suddenly, the conference room door burst open as Kelvin rushed in, phone in hand. "Mr. Turner, Miss Miller is in trouble!"
While the others in the conference room were still puzzling over who Miss Miller was, they saw Bowen, seated at the head of the table, freeze, his expression turning glacial.
The entire conference room immediately fell into a deathly hush. The glow from the projector only deepened the ominous shadows on Bowen's face, making him appear even colder and darker.
Without a word, Bowen snatched the phone and stormed out of the conference room. The stunned attendees only caught his clipped order. "Contact Ethan and Samson. Tell them to get the team ready!"
He strode out, his pace quickening with every step until he finally broke into a run.
Bowen clenched his phone in his hand. There was not just Aubree's SOS, but Alvin had messaged him too.
Bowen thought anxiously, 'She'd blasted the message to everyone. It must be an emergency!'
His chest tightened with dread. As he stepped into the elevator, he realized his hands were trembling. He quickly called Mark. "Mark, pull up the surveillance footage at Horizon Plaza. Bree's in trouble!"
Before Mark could ask any questions, Bowen abruptly ended the call.
The elevator was still descending as Ethan and Samson raced to Horizon Plaza at full speed with their team.
Bowen made his second call to Horizon Plaza's management. "This is Bowen. Lock down the mall immediately. I'll cover all damages tenfold."
Hearing Bowen's name, Horizon Plaza's management, out of respect, initiated an emergency lockdown without hesitation.
As the elevator descended to the parking garage, Bowen kept calling Aubree, but each call went straight to voicemail.
'Had something already happened to her?' he wondered, anxiety tightening his chest.
Instead of building from scratch, they acquired a failing live-streaming platform, rebranded it as MindDrift, and relaunched it.
Carmen went straight to Daxton and asked him for 35 million dollars to invest. The truth was, Daxton didn't have so much liquid capital on hand. But when he heard Carmen wanted the money to start a business and prove she was better than Aubree, he directly embezzled the lab's research funds.
Of course, Daxton didn't impulsively throw money at Carmen's idea. He had considered that her plan might work. 'New media is currently a booming trend,' he thought, 'and while live-streaming platforms are becoming saturated, they still hold clear advantages over other ventures.
'As long as no groundbreaking innovations emerge in the market, live-streaming remains a profitable industry. With Carmen's innovative PK feature, there's a real chance to revive the business.'
Not only that, Alice also came to Carmen.
Without another word, she handed Carmen a bank card. "There's 35 million dollars here. Make good use of it."
As soon as Carmen received the money, tears streamed down her face. Her performance would put professional actresses to shame. "Thank you, Mom. I'll surely prove myself."
Alice smiled affectionately, gazing at Carmen's face as she gently stroked her brow. "You'll always be my daughter. That will never change. No matter what, I'll protect you."
Carmen nodded earnestly. "I'll make you proud, Mom!"
"Let's not tell your father about this for now. Once you succeed, we'll give him a surprise," Alice added. She had another reason for this. 'If Carmen fails, 70 million dollars is nothing to the Wilson family, and at least Ronald won't be disappointed in Carmen again.'
Carmen didn't think she would fail. After all, MindDrift had only just launched, but its profits were already rivaling Playzy's early days. She took Alice's words at face value. Besides, this was her plan all along.
Dad has been so good to Aubree lately, all because she created Playzy, right? If my MindDrift outperforms Playzy, he'll naturally push Aubree aside just as he did before. And I'll still be the one and only heiress of the Wilson family.'
Meanwhile, Aubree was finally on a real break.
With both her club and company running smoothly, she no longer had to micromanage everything.
Aubree knew Isla was still there. Lately, she'd been running Alvin ragged, even tagging along to the club where she had all the young guys blushing and tripping over themselves.
The thought made Aubree want to laugh.
Aubree invited Isla out today, planning to play the host and take her out for some fun. As for how she convinced Isla, that was a piece of cake.
She logged into her long-unused gaming account and put on a dazzling display, instantly enchanting Isla so much that she even forgot about Alvin.
Aubree took Isla to the mall. Isla was quite fond of traditional Lumanon outfits, so Aubree decided to buy her a couple of sets.
Isla was still dressed in her chic dress, delicate, adorable, yet perfectly poised.
Seeing Aubree, Isla lifted her chin with a feigned air of pride. "I'm only coming with you because you're good at games. Don't bother buttering me up to get on my brother's good side. It won't work," she declared.
"Alright, Princess Isla, can we go now?" Aubree said, offering her hand. After a moment's hesitation, Isla reluctantly took it.
It feels pretty nice...' Isla mused. 'Hmph, consider it a favor to Aubree. But only for today.'
Since it wasn't the weekend, the mall was pretty quiet. Aubree held Isla's hand as they stepped into the elevator. The only other passengers were two smartly dressed, broad-shouldered men, the kind who looked like they either lived at the gym or had serious training. Aubree gave them a quick once-over before looking away as the elevator climbed floor by floor.
Isla suddenly frowned and pressed closer to Aubree. She whispered, "Aubree, those two guys behind us seem to be staring at us."
Alerted by her, Aubree turned her head for a glance. The moment the two men noticed her looking, they immediately averted their eyes and revealed friendly smiles. One of them asked, "Is something wrong?"
Aubree frowned too, feeling something was off about them.
She tightened her grip on Isla's hand. As she looked away, she caught a glimpse of identical tattoos on the sides of their necks.
Trouble's coming!' Aubree thought.
Isla tensed up as well and asked nervously, "Aubree, are they bad guys?"
The elevator was small. No matter how quietly they spoke, anyone paying attention could hear. Yet the two men seemed completely oblivious. Aubree realized they didn't understand Odionlandian.
Aubree whispered urgently to Isla, "As soon as the doors open, run like hell!"
Although unable to understand Odionlandian, the two men behind still sensed Aubree and Isla's heightened alertness. They exchanged a glance and, in unison, pulled switchblades from their pockets.
Fortunately, someone pressed the elevator button at that moment. Seizing the opportunity, Aubree grabbed Isla and bolted out.
They crashed into the person waiting outside, who snapped, "Hey! Got a death wish or something?"
A split second later, two burly men burst out of the elevator, making the bystander jump in fright.
"Move! Don't block the way!" one of the burly men growled.
Aubree and Isla were on a high floor, so taking the elevator was out of the question. Without hesitation, Aubree grabbed Isla and pulled her toward the emergency stairwell. Aubree knew there were security guards outside the mall. If they could make it out, they'd be safe.
The two men chased relentlessly, each footfalling a drumbeat of dread in Aubree's veins.
As she ran, Aubree snatched out her phone, quickly pulled up a pre-saved SOS message from her drafts, added their location, and sent it out to all her contacts.
She thought, 'Ever since I started going up against the Wilson family, I've been on guard, expecting they might come after me. That's why I prepared this emergency message in advance. I didn't think I'd need it so soon. But what exactly are these people after?'
Then, Aubree quickly dialed 911. "Help! I'm being chased. I'm at Horizon Plaza!"
"Aubree!" one of the two burly men yelled. Then, the two men, hot on their heels, suddenly lunged at Aubree and Isla.
Isla let out a terrified shriek.
Bowen was attending a company meeting, seated among the attendees as the department head delivered the presentation.
Suddenly, the conference room door burst open as Kelvin rushed in, phone in hand. "Mr. Turner, Miss Miller is in trouble!"
While the others in the conference room were still puzzling over who Miss Miller was, they saw Bowen, seated at the head of the table, freeze, his expression turning glacial.
The entire conference room immediately fell into a deathly hush. The glow from the projector only deepened the ominous shadows on Bowen's face, making him appear even colder and darker.
Without a word, Bowen snatched the phone and stormed out of the conference room. The stunned attendees only caught his clipped order. "Contact Ethan and Samson. Tell them to get the team ready!"
He strode out, his pace quickening with every step until he finally broke into a run.
Bowen clenched his phone in his hand. There was not just Aubree's SOS, but Alvin had messaged him too.
Bowen thought anxiously, 'She'd blasted the message to everyone. It must be an emergency!'
His chest tightened with dread. As he stepped into the elevator, he realized his hands were trembling. He quickly called Mark. "Mark, pull up the surveillance footage at Horizon Plaza. Bree's in trouble!"
Before Mark could ask any questions, Bowen abruptly ended the call.
The elevator was still descending as Ethan and Samson raced to Horizon Plaza at full speed with their team.
Bowen made his second call to Horizon Plaza's management. "This is Bowen. Lock down the mall immediately. I'll cover all damages tenfold."
Hearing Bowen's name, Horizon Plaza's management, out of respect, initiated an emergency lockdown without hesitation.
As the elevator descended to the parking garage, Bowen kept calling Aubree, but each call went straight to voicemail.
'Had something already happened to her?' he wondered, anxiety tightening his chest.
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