Outcast Queen: Her Return from Hell novel Chapter 410

His face turned a dangerous shade of purple as his chest heaved violently. The overwhelming shock triggered a massive panic attack, sending him crashing to his knees as a suffocating wave of despair overwhelmed him.

"Dad—!!" Penelope shrieked from the crowd. She stumbled forward frantically, desperately holding onto her collapsing father. "Dad, are you okay?! Don't scare me!"

"It's over... it's all over..." Silas muttered, his face ashen, looking entirely devoid of life.

To fill the bottomless void Pierce had left after gutting the Sterling Group, he had risked absolutely everything, placing his final hope on a partnership with Draco.

Who could have ever imagined that in his moment of ultimate triumph, he'd be dealt the most brutal reality: the savior he was desperately trying to flatter was the very enemy who had pushed him into hell!

How ironic! How pathetic!

All his arrogant speeches from moments ago, all his smug calculations, now felt like ringing slaps to his own face.

He could clearly feel the guests who had just been sucking up to him now staring with pure disgust, their mocking gazes shredding him like he was nothing but a stray dog.

"What a disaster! I actually thought the old Sterling man was going to land the Draco deal. Turns out Draco's big boss is Pierce! They're mortal enemies. There's no way they're partnering up!"

"No kidding! I was just practically begging on my knees, telling him he was better than Pierce. Looking back... I want to smack myself in the face!"

As the room erupted into chaos, Mavis forcefully choked down her terror. She plastered on a smile that looked worse than crying. "M-Mr. Sterling... Director Quentin just promised publicly that as long as the project is exceptional, Draco Enterprises is willing to overlook past grudges and form a partnership."

She gripped the document in her hand as if her life depended on it. "I believe you are a man of your word, Mr. Sterling. Surely you wouldn't break a promise in front of Highcrest's elite?"

Hearing this, a brief glimmer of hope flashed in the half-dead Silas's eyes, but it vanished just as quickly.

He just couldn't throw away his pride.

If he bowed his head and begged Pierce for mercy now, it would be a public admission that he was a total failure!

Then what was the point of all his years of scheming to seize power? What was the point of deliberately pushing Pierce down? Wasn't everything he had done meant to prove he was better than Pierce?!

On stage, Pierce casually tugged at his tie, giving a calm nod. "Ms. Miller is correct. Business is business, and Draco Enterprises always prioritizes profit. As long as you all bring forward genuinely valuable, legally compliant patents and projects, Draco's doors are naturally open to you."

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