"See for yourself what stupid things your precious sister has done!"
On the screen of Mr. Watson's phone was the notification just received by the company's legal department.
[The Fulton Group hereby terminates all cooperation with Glitz Entertainment and withdraws all investment funds, effective immediately.]
The signature at the bottom was Donovan Fulton's personal autograph.
Clive's face instantly turned ugly. He sat up in disbelief, picking up Mr. Watson's phone to examine it closely. Gone was his lazy, relaxed demeanor from earlier.
He froze, muttering to himself. "This... how is this possible.. I've never offended anyone from their company. Why would they withdraw capital for no reason? This shouldn't have anything to do with me, right?"
Maybe Mr. Watson had offended them and was now pushing the blame onto him. After all, the Fulton Group had signed the contract with them only recently. Clive couldn't recall doing anything to the Fulton Group. Why would they inexplicably be willing to pay the penalty fee just to pull their money out of the company?
Seeing that Clive finally realized the severity of the situation but still couldn't figure out the truth, Mr. Watson laughed coldly and reminded him. "Ha, what do you mean it has nothing to do with you? You wouldn't happen to be unaware that the person you just gave a hard time to on stage was the daughter of the Fulton Group, would you?"
Donovan, the Chairman of the Fulton Group, had only one daughter, a pearl he cherished in his palm. She had probably never experienced being deliberately embarrassed in her entire life. And today, she was humiliated at a concert her own family invested in. How could Donovan not be angry?
Clive still felt it was surreal. How could Leilani be connected to the Fulton family? They were even willing to accept the cost of breaching the contract just to make him suffer for Leilani's sake! Did the Fulton heiress have water in her brain?
Even at this point, he didn't think it was his fault.
Since the Fulton Group withdrawing was already a done deal, Clive stopped worrying about it. After all, without the Fulton Group, there was still his family—the Sloan family. By withdrawing capital outside of the regulations, the Fulton Group was actually handing him a sum of penalty money.
Clive scoffed, casually running a hand through his hair, showing disdain for Mr. Watson's panic. "I thought it was something major! If the Fulton family wants to withdraw, let them. What's the big deal? If the Fultons won't invest, my family, the Sloans, will."

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