Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 111

"Based on last year, it would have cost at least 50 million. Even if we make a profit in two months, we would still need 30 million."

"In the past, didn't Gucci's funds come in automatically?" Sylvia's fingers were holding the pencil, her nails turning white.

Andrew's eyes deepened, "During Sheryl's time, Mr. Bridgewater usually made a payment in January in the first half of the year and a payment in July in the second half of the year. The money was automatically transferred. It is already the month of July. It has been two weeks now but the funds have not come in. He may have forgotten it, so you might as well give him a call to remind him.”

"Okay, I understand." Sylvia said with difficulty, "You go first."

Andrew turned around and walked out.

Sylvia suddenly lay down on the desk. Her whole body is so weak that she couldn't sit up properly. Every part of her body is filled with cold air. Even her brain is twitching.

She actually forgot about it.

She did take back Gucci, but she only took back an empty shell.

No matter how good her sales plan is and how successful her perfume formula is, if she has no money, everything will be just empty words.

Gucci is hers now.

Will Arthur continue to send her money?

The inscrutable look in Arthur's eyes and the inhuman chill all over his body at the tea party last night flashed through her mind. She felt even more trembling all over.

Sheryl is his fiancée and the mother of his two children. He would not sit by idly and watch. As compared to Sheryl, she is nothing to Arthur. Why would he send money in?

Her face was pale.

Bridgewater Corporation.

Arthur was sitting on a black soft chair, wearing a decent black suit that made him look dignified, elegant and cool.

"Mr. Bridgewater." Leenard walked in.

"Go investigate her again." He handed him a black photo that had turned white due to passage of time.

Leenard took it, looked at it, and asked in surprise, "Mr. Bridgewater, isn't this an old photo of Miss Sheryl Lancelot when she was fifteen? Why do you need to check it?"

She thought it must be about the funds, because Gucci had never had any business dealings with the Bridgewater Corporation except money.

"Mr. Bridgewater." She spoke softly again.

But after a long time, there is still no response.

She couldn't help but straighten her body and slightly raised her eyes.

When she raised her eyes, she saw Arthur's eyes falling on her chest...

Uh, what's going on with this man? There seems to be evil fire in his eyes.

But at present, the balance in Gucci's account is not much. If the funds are not received, she will go bankrupt in just one week.

Her grand ambitions have not yet begun. She cannot let money stop her from rising.

She smiled at him flatteringly.