Substitute Bride's Husband Is An Invisible Rich Man Chapter 265 - The Plaything He Had Purchased

Mo Lian terminated the call, her mind reeling as she slumped onto the chair, her face a mask of extreme displeasure.

Li Guoguo remained frozen, unsure how to break the tense silence.

Sensing the unspoken words, the man addressed Mo Lian directly. Approaching her, he turned to the final page of the document. “Miss Mo, having made the call, I trust you no longer question the authenticity of this agreement?”

Mo Lian’s lips thinned into a grim line as she shot a glare at the man.

She was utterly confounded and annoyed. Moments ago, she had been perplexed by Mo Dong’s decision to so readily divest Mo Real Estate without her consultation.

Now, Mo Dong had explained his lack of choice. The offered price was exceptionally generous, and crucially, the acquiring party possessed immense power. They had made it unequivocally clear: refusal would result in a barrage of strategic maneuvers, potentially even an economic offensive against Mo Real Estate.

Despite Mo Real Estate’s respectable standing, it was a mere trifle compared to the formidable entity before them.

Mo Dong, recognizing the insurmountable odds, had felt compelled to relinquish the company.

“Even if the document is legitimate, there’s no need for you to collaborate with Mo Yan,” Mo Lian countered, her mind racing. “I’ve reviewed her contract; the terms are quite standard. Many individuals in my circle could offer far superior conditions.” Her primary concern was not the company's acquisition itself, but preventing Mo Yan from achieving a triumphant outcome.

“Our boss specified that this contract must be executed by Miss Mo Yan,” the man replied, returning to Mo Yan’s side and bowing respectfully. “Furthermore, our boss intends to appoint you as the chairperson of Mo Real Estate, granting you complete authority. Please, do not feel burdened; consider it akin to acquiring a plaything.”

“What did you just say!”

Mo Lian’s jaw had dropped in disbelief, but Mo Yan was equally stunned, her eyes wide with surprise.

Composing herself, she gently pulled the man aside. “Are you in the employ of Huo Zhen?”

Her suspicion was understandable; the scale of the transaction was staggering. To treat the vast Mo Real Estate as a mere plaything immediately brought Huo Zhen to mind. He remained active even during his recovery.

“Even if this endeavor originates from him, I cannot afford it,” Mo Yan stated, feigning distress. The company boasted a market value in the tens of millions. Lacking any management experience, she questioned Huo Zhen’s sanity in risking such a fortune.

“Madam, you must convey this directly to the boss yourself,” the man said, adopting a troubled tone and lowering his voice, even altering his form of address.

“Very well, I shall do so,” Mo Yan conceded, mumbling about Huo Zhen’s sheer recklessness. She made no move to correct his use of “Madam.”

“Your boss is Luo Tao? How could someone with such a meager appearance afford to purchase the company? Do not be deceived,” Mo Lian persisted, her heart pounding. She knew Mo Yan’s social circle intimately. Apart from Luo Tao, who possessed some means, the rest were as impoverished as Mo Lian herself. If Mo Yan had access to wealth, she would have surely used it to support her ailing mother and struggling younger brother, rather than allow them to toil for medical expenses.

“Rest assured, my boss’s surname is Huo.”

The man then gently assisted Mo Lian to her feet. “Mo Real Estate now belongs to Miss Mo Yan. It is inappropriate for you to remain seated. Please, stand.”

“Huo Zhen?”

Mo Lian uttered the name unconsciously, then swiftly shook her head. “With her impoverished appearance, how could she possibly ascend to the level of someone like Huo Zhen? No, this cannot be true.”

“Whether it is true or not is of no concern to you. You may leave now.”

Though the man’s tone was courteous, his words offered no room for debate. He politely ushered Mo Lian out. Mo Lian, seething with anger but finding no outlet, could only depart in dejection.

As a final act of frustration, she delivered a kick to the door before leaving.

Alas, the door was constructed of reinforced titanium. The force of Mo Lian’s kick sent a jolt of pain through her foot.

Mo Yan straightened the slightly disarrayed table and turned her attention to Li Guoguo, who still stood frozen in place. “Lunchtime is approaching. Are you waiting for me to treat you?”

Li Guoguo’s body tensed. The events had unfolded too rapidly, leaving her no time to process.

She quickly offered Mo Yan an awkward, ingratiating smile. “Sister Mo Yan, I believe there must have been a misunderstanding between us earlier. Allow me to be the host and treat you to lunch. Furthermore, may I humbly request to take this contract with me?”