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He could have easily saved the Campbell family’s company, but it wouldn't have the smeaning. Letting
Carrie take charge of the company her mother had worked so hard to build—and which Carrie had reclaimed at
great personal cost—was far more significant.
His expression was serious, almost like a teacher encouraging a student to explain their thought process. Carrie
met his gaze, understanding his intention, and began to outline her plan.
“I've found another supplier for raw materials. My plan is to pay upfront to secure the orders and ensure they're
delivered on time. If we don’t meet our deadlines, the penalties will only deepen the company’s losses. At this
point, defaulting isn't an option.”
She sighed softly, frustration flickering across her face. “The company’s current state feels like starting a game
on nightmare difficulty. The deck is stacked against us.”
Lost in thought, she lowered her eyes, her lashes brushing her cheeks like delicate feathers. She absentmindedly
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtfiddled with her fork, her tone quieter now. “That supplier we're working with—I have a bad feeling about them.
Something's off. | want to look deeper into their operations, see if there are any loopholes we can use to
minimize our losses.”
Kristopher nodded, a trace of approval glinting in his eyes. “You're absolutely right.”
“That supplier has been a problem for several other companies,” Kristopher said. “I've already had Oliver collect
evidence and negotiate terms with them. He'll be at the company this afternoon to finalize terminating the
contract and reimbursing part of the losses. I'll go with you.”
Carrie blinked in surprise, momentarily caught off guard. She hadn't expected Kristopher to have quietly handled
such a critical issue behind the scenes. Her lips curved into a faint smile, her gratitude shining through.
Kristopher smirked, leaning closer. “I have to say, I'm impressed. You've got a knack for business—you‘re far
better than Tristan ever was.”
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Carrie raised her chin slightly, a spark of defiance lighting her features. “It's all thanks to my mom's genes.”
Kristopher reached over and gently ruffled her hair, his expression softening into one of quiet concern. “Running
a business isn’t easy. You're balancing this company with acting and scriptwriting. It's exhausting.”
She narrowed her eyes, anticipating a lecture. “Life isn’t supposed to be easy,” she replied firmly.
But before she could say more, Kristopher cut her off with a faint smile. “I’m not telling you to stop. I'm saying
you don’t have to do it all alone. Ill find two capable assistants to help share the load. Delegating is a skill too,
Carrie.”
Her expression softened. In an uncharacteristic display of affection, she leaned over and planted a quick kiss on
his cheek. The faint scent of braised beef lingered as she pulled away.
Kristopher wrinkled his nose in mock disgust and reached for a wet wipe.
When Carrie and Kristopher arrived at the Campbell family’s company, Oliver was already waiting in the lobby.
Oliver handed her several documents.
Carrie took the documents and skimmed through them. The concise and detailed information far surpassed what
she had previously been able to uncover. It was clear Kristopher had spared no effort behind the scenes.
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