Born As Kidney Donor For My Sister

From then on, wherever Jamie appeared, my presence was inevitable.

If he bid on a piece of land, I would outbid him by double.

If he competed for a project, I would win it at half his price.

In terms of wealth, Jamie was far behind.

While I, Ellen, ruled Wilmington, he was struggling with a mere hundred million in a small corner.

Eventually, Jamie could no longer hold on and came alone to apologize, Standing before me, he maintained a respectful yet firm demeanor: “Ms. Harris, this course of action benefits neither of us. No matter how wealthy the Harris family is, yc can’t withstand such a loss.”

It was clear he was trying to give me advice.

I glanced at him and then calmly asked, “Where is your fiancée? Isn’t she coming to apologize on her own behalf?”

His lips pressed into a straight line, his body slightly bent in a sincere posture: “I apologize for her actions that day. However, it was you, Ms. Harris, who initiated the conflict. Regardless, both sides bear responsibility.”

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Smiling, I shook my head in regret: “I admit I was too lenient. You’d better keep her away from me. Next time, it won’t be as simple as a piece of cake.”

Seeing that I was unyielding, Jamie stopped trying to negotiate.

With a dark expression, he said, “Since Ms. Harris is still unwilling to forgive my fiancée, there’s nothing more to discuss. We’ll see each other on the business occasion from now on.”

I leaned back on the sofa, crossing my legs with an air of arrogance. “Fine, let’s not meet until we do.”

After leaving my place, Jamie began contacting industry bigwigs to discuss potential collaborations.

But in Wilmington, with just one word from me, no one dared to work with him

Moreover, with The Riley family’s bankruptcy causing widespread repercussions, many, including myself, had little interest in seeing him recover.

Unexpectedly, Sylvia, a celebrity with millions of followers, posted a video online criticizing my industry monopoly and claiming I was deliberately targeting Jamie.

She tearfully spoke about the difficulties they faced in their venture, eliciting sympathy from many online.

When my secretary showed me the video, I merely smiled, unconcerned.

I immediately called Jamie: “Have your fiancée remove the video within two minutes.”

Jamie responded, “What she said is the truth.”

“Truth?” I replied coldly. “Are you sure you’re willing to lose your last shred of dignity?”

Jamie was silent for a moment. “I’ll have her delete it.”

Only a few people in the industry knew about the favor I did for him five years ago, and if it were to leak online, he would be the one left embarrassed.

As a businessman, after weighing the pros and cons, his fiancée was inconsequential.