Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

Chapter 919:

The technology director added, “Mr. Deleon, I reached out to a friend working in Elite Lux’s gaming sector. He confirmed that they have over a hundred more titles lined up—and every single one of them will be free!”

Bruno’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “All free? What is this, a damn charity? How the hell is Daniela funding this madness?”

The finance director said, “Elite Lux’s gaming division is merely a fraction of their empire. They’ve seamlessly incorporated subtle advertisements within their games. While the games themselves aren’t profitable, their in-game ads and strategic product placements generate significant revenue. According to highly credible sources, the income from advertisements and merchandise sales has not only offset their development costs but has already pushed them into profitability.”

Bruno’s fury burned so intensely, he felt like his entire being might combust. Cedric was absolutely ruthless!

“Cut the damn explanations! Give me the numbers. How much have we lost?” Bruno clutched his chest, his breath coming in ragged gasps under the crushing weight of the revelation.

The finance director looked ready to sink into the floor. “Our stock prices have been in freefall, and as of tonight, they’ve bottomed out. We’ve already hemorrhaged over 30 billion dollars. If this decline doesn’t stop, by the time tonight is over, our losses will surpass 80 billion.”

Taking a deep, steadying breath, he delivered the final blow. “We’ve lost what would have been five years’ worth of profits gone.”

With his report concluded, the director lowered his head, unwilling to meet Bruno’s gaze.

The entire room remained silent, heads bowed in a shared sense of dread.

A suffocating silence filled the office, thick with tension.

𝗣𝗼𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝘁 𝗀ⱥ𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀꞉ⅽ𝗈𝗆

Unease was etched across their expressions.

A minute passed.

Then another five dragged by.

The employees exchanged uneasy glances.

The secretary hesitated, then cautiously lifted his gaze.

“Mr. Deleon!” he shouted in panic. Bruno had slumped over his desk, completely unresponsive. “Quick! Call an ambulance!”

Chaos erupted within the company, spreading like wildfire.

News outlets pounced on the story, and by the time Bruno stirred awake, Deleon Group had hemorrhaged over 100 billion dollars. A single day had undone everything Bruno had spent years building.

The second his eyes fluttered open, he blacked out once more. The remaining members of the commerce association were just as dumbfounded, shaken by Cedric’s growing ruthlessness.

They convened once more, though none of them had anticipated their next meeting would be in a hospital room the very next day.

“This is absurd! Completely insane!” Bruno bellowed from his hospital bed. “Cedric is out to destroy me!”

Winslow, standing off to the side, idly clipped his nails. “I told you—we should’ve just paid up. If you had, you wouldn’t be down 80 billion now, would you?”

Regret gnawed at Bruno. “How was I supposed to know they’d be this ruthless? What’s our next move?”

If he caved now, that 80 billion loss would be for nothing! The very idea made his blood boil.

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