The lingering glow of the setting sun was gradually swallowed by the deepening night. Time, like sand slipping through one's fingers, passed second by second.
Outside the Xu Family Villa.
Chu Feng's bloodshot, ferocious eyes stared unblinkingly at the backup encrypted satellite phone in his palm.
Accompanied by suffocating ticking, the hour hand finally crossed the mark for six o'clock in the evening.
The screen remained a deathly, despairing silence.
No text messages, no calls, and certainly no good news from Haruno Momoka that the funds had been successfully unfrozen...
As the deadline passed completely, Chu Feng's heart, which had been pounding wildly in his throat, finally went cold.
It was over.
Everything was over!
Without those billions in bridge financing, how was he supposed to fill the bottomless hole that was the Xu Group?
The pledge he had made yesterday, thumping his chest in assurance, had now become a complete joke!
If he failed to keep his promise to his wife Bingning, would he have no choice but to watch helplessly like a worthless dog as the Xu family's towering edifice came crashing down?
What pained him even more was this!
Once the Xu family was driven to desperation, his pure and pristine CEO wife would surely throw herself into the arms of that profligate young master named Jiang without hesitation in order to save her family!
It hurt too much!
One blinding image after another, enough to shatter his sanity completely, surfaced uncontrollably in Chu Feng's mind.
He seemed to see his wife shedding her cold, professional attire.
Beneath the man named Jiang Che, she gave herself to him with soft, winding grace, letting out coy cries and displaying a seductive charm she had only ever shown Chu Feng in his dreams...
The humiliation of being openly robbed