Orphan To Unbreakable Queen - Chapter 92: Chapter 92

Aubree had reserved a private room and was waiting there with Vincent and Birgitte for the investors.
"Sorry we're late." Atlas Cohen hurried in with two sharply dressed men. One was an older gentleman with graying temples, while the other, exuding confidence and presence, appeared to be about the same age as Bowen.
Atlas beamed, "These are the two investors I'd like to introduce to Aubree. One is Ronald Wilson, a renowned entrepreneur from Rithol City, and the other is his son, Bryan, who is every bit as impressive as his father.
"Mr. Wilson represents the Wilson Group, while Bryan is here on behalf of his own company, Peakru Group."
At his words, two all-too-familiar faces appeared before her.
'It's them,' Aubree thought. Her face instantly darkened, her expression turning thunderous.
Her two colleagues who had come with her to handle the matter immediately tensed up, fully aware of the long-standing feud between Aubree and the Wilson family.
Atlas had approached them on his own initiative. As a well-known investment broker in Rithol City, he specialized in connecting project owners seeking funding with potential investors.
But they never expected the investors he introduced would turn out to be the Wilson family.
"Hi, Aubree," Ronald and Bryan greeted as they walked in.
Atlas, still oblivious to the tension in the room, continued cheerfully, "I doubt these gentlemen need much introduction, Aubree. Their reputation surely precedes them."
Atlas said enthusiastically, "Mr. Wilson, Bryan, I'm sure you're both well aware of how explosively popular Aubree's Playzy project is right now. The growth potential is simply phenomenal."
A stellar project and formidable investors—Atlas was convinced this brokered deal was a match made in heaven.
"With you two teaming up, it's like adding wings to a tiger," he added.
Aubree's face darkened. 'Cooperate with the Wilson family? Not even in my wildest dreams,' she fumed inwardly. She could only blame herself for not checking who the investors were in advance.
"Don't tell me it's just a coincidence that you two ended up as my investors," Aubree asked, her voice icy.
Atlas grew flustered. "Coincidence? What do you mean, Aubree? Mr. Wilson and Bryan are clearly here for investment cooperation. Shouldn't we at least maintain some professional courtesy?"
Aubree glanced at him. "If the investors are the Wilson family, then with all due respect, Mr. Cohen, this partnership simply won't be possible."
Atlas frowned. "Ms. Miller, this isn't a joke. Are you saying these two don't have what it takes to invest in your project?"
"Of course not. When it comes to capability, who in all of Rithol City could possibly match these two oh-so-impressive gentlemen here?" Aubree's words sounded like praise, but her tone dripped with sarcasm.
Aubree thought mockingly, 'Who would dare question the oh-so-mighty Wilson family's power?'
Ronald and Bryan clearly caught the sarcasm in her words and were both a little embarrassed.
Atlas was even more baffled and wondered, 'Who in their right mind would turn down that much money?'
Aubree shot him a cold look. "Mr. Cohen, did you even bother to look into my background?"
'Honestly, I didn't look into that,' Atlas admitted awkwardly.
Bryan said with feigned concern, "Aubree, don't be like this. Dad and I only came here to help you."
"Exactly. If you need investment, we can provide whatever you want," Ronald chimed in eagerly.
Originally, Ronald had planned to force Aubree to willingly hand over Bree Technology.
Gareth had also proactively extended an olive branch to Ronald. But just as he had everything planned out, news broke that Aubree was seeking investment.
Given the circumstances, Ronald didn't mind giving her a chance—as long as she knew what was good for her. After all, he still had some paternal affection left for her.
After all, if Ronald had to resort to a hostile takeover, Bree Technology would surely suffer devaluation once it was in his hands—and he'd be the one taking the financial hit.
"Help me?" Aubree scoffed inwardly, an inexplicable surge of anger rising within her. The longer she looked at the Wilson family, the more her disgust grew.
In the past, they'd just been cruel and abusive, always showing blatant favoritism toward Carmen. She used to chalk it up to personal preference and simply paid them back in kind.
'They've truly lost all shame now,' Aubree thought. 'Day after day, they spout this nonsense, but in reality, they've already schemed to take everything I possess.
'How did I never realize before just how utterly shameless the Wilson family were?'
"If you really want to help me," Aubree snapped, "then sign the damn contract."
Ronald put on his most fatherly demeanor, as if completely forgetting all the things he'd done behind her back. "Now, now, Aubree," he said with feigned warmth, "what kind of talk is that? We're family, after all."
A wave of disgust washed over Aubree—she was so revolted she nearly gagged.
Atlas froze, completely baffled by what was happening.
Aubree wasn't a Wilson, so it genuinely hadn't occurred to Atlas that they might be related. But the more he listened, the more he started to put the pieces together.
'Wait—wasn't there a rumor that the Wilson family raised their own biological daughter as an adopted one? Could Aubree actually be her?' Atlas wondered.
Damn, he really stepped right on a landmine.
'But then again, with the Wilson family actively extending an olive branch, why wouldn't Aubree capitalize on it? After all, the Wilson family is no ordinary force,' Atlas thought.
Atlas thought, 'When it comes to business, it's no exaggeration to say the Wilson family controls half the business world in Rithol City. And in political and military circles, they also wield considerable influence. The Wilson family is second only to the Turner family in Rithol City.
The Wilson family is second only to the Turner family in Rithol City.
'Beyond managing the Wilson Group, Bryan also founded Peakru Group, which is likewise one of the top-tier enterprises in Rithol City.'
Vincent sensed the situation was deteriorating. He gave the other two a meaningful look, signaling them to follow him out.
The private room was cleared, leaving the three of them alone.
Aubree casually picked up the cup from the table and took a sip to steady herself. Then she said coldly, "Other than signing the contract, I have nothing to say to you people."
Seeing these two did sour her mood, but then she thought, 'Their desperate scramble to get close to me now is the clearest proof of my own success
'Wasn't this exactly what I wanted—to make the Wilson family taste the same hell I went through in my old life? Finally, I'll drag them down into the abyss.'
Aubree's lips curled into a sardonic smile as she surveyed the two men with composed ease.
"Aubree, you must have noticed some of Bree Technology's shortcomings by now, right? You handled the underage user issue well enough, but let's be honest—you're still young and inexperienced. That was just the beginning," said Bryan.
Aubree's face remained impassive. 'So what?' Aubree thought defiantly, 'If I can handle one problem, what makes you think I can't handle the next?'
He continued, "You're seeking investment mainly because other live-streaming platforms have emerged, right? To stay competitive. Honestly, Bree Technology's profits are nowhere near what they used to be."
Aubree finally shot Bryan a glance. "Well, what a rare occasion to see you showing concern for me for once."
Bryan was left speechless.
"Cut the crap. Even if my company goes bankrupt, I'll never let it carry the Wilson name." Aubree swept a cold, contemptuous glance over the two.
'Damn it,' Ronald thought, rubbing his temples. 'How did I never realize Aubree could be this unyielding?'
Ronald said with feigned resignation, "Aubree, we admit we've wronged you—all the past mistakes were ours. But we are family. Why keep holding this grudge against us?
"You have to understand, the underage user issue is just the tip of the iceberg. If something worse happens, Bree Technology could get shut down for good."
Aubree scoffed, "So what?"
Aubree's unyielding attitude left Ronald and Bryan feeling like they were punching cotton—utterly frustrated and powerless.
Ronald looked at Aubree and said earnestly, "Aubree, I really want to help you. You need investment, right? How much do you want? Just say the word, and I'll give it to you."
Bryan added, "It's not just the Wilson Group—I'm willing to give you all the liquid assets my private company can mobilize."
"Aubree," Bryan said, his voice softening, "I truly miss you. Emery and Mom all miss you too."
Ronald, his voice trembling with feigned remorse, implored, "Aubree, won't you forgive me for not being there for you before?"
Aubree let out a cold, sarcastic laugh. 'So generous, huh? Just how generous could they possibly be?'