Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 261

I looked up in surprise. "Really?"

I had expected that Cornell Group wouldn't flourish as they once did with my interference. But I hadn't anticipated their downfall to be this fast. A 10% drop might not sound like much, but in their case, it meant evaporating hundreds of millions of dollars overnight.

Eric nodded. "Of course. I noticed it while checking the stock market these past few days. I know you've been busy lately and haven't had time to keep up with shares, so I wanted to tell you the moment I found out. But..." His tone turned serious. "To recover their losses, they're planning to launch a new project."

I paused for a moment before testing the waters. "New energy?"

Eric's eyes widened in surprise. "How did you know?"

I let out an awkward chuckle and quickly came up with something. "Renewable energy is the current trend. If they want to make up for their losses, of course, they'd want a piece of the pie."

Of course, that wasn't the real reason.

In my past life, Cornell Group had indeed ventured into the new energy sector, but much later. Back then, they had secretly siphoned resources from Brown Group and infiltrated Zentera Group. Only then did their push into renewable energy feel like a strategic flourish.

But this time? Who knew if it would be their saving grace or a desperate gamble?

I recalled a banquet I had once hosted. The attendees were industry experts, all handpicked by Jeremiah at the time. If my memory served me right, many of those people hadn't made a name for themselves back then.

I lifted my gaze to Eric. "What about you? Do you want in on this?"

Eric shook his head. "The company doesn't have the capacity to branch out right now. We're focusing on research and development. If we succeed, our market value will skyrocket tenfold."

I nodded in understanding. "In that case, I'll give it a shot."

…

True to my word, the next day, I called a board meeting to discuss our entry into the renewable energy sector.

And it was his leadership that ultimately brought others into the field, skyrocketing Cornell Group's market value several times over.

Just as I stepped out of the car, I caught sight of two familiar figures—Jeremiah and Elsa.

So, they were here too. They were clearly trying to recruit talent through Mr. Simpson's influence.

Elsa noticed me first. A flicker of discomfort crossed her face, but she quickly composed herself and approached me with a sweet smile. "Wow, what a coincidence, Jane!"

Her gaze landed on the insulated food container in my hand, and she tilted her head in curiosity. "Is Eric around here too? Have you started delivering meals to him now?"

I rolled my eyes. "And what exactly does that have to do with you?"