Chapter 713 He pulled a document from the drawer and handed it over. "I need you to head over to the McCoy family and figure out a way to get Frankie to sign this contract." Greta was practically glowing with excitement at Lincoln's trust in her. "Absolutely, Uncle. I promise I'll get it done." As Greta left with the document, the eavesdroppers at the door scattered like startled birds.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtOnce Greta was gone, Lincoln's serious demeanor melted away, revealing his softer side as a doting father. He stood up and gently helped Nathalie to a seat. "Vivian, don't get upset. Sit down and letexplain everything." "I know you're not a fan of Greta and probably wonder why I'm relying on her..." Nathalie crossed her arms, watching him with a knowing look. "You don't have to explain, Dad. I think I get what you're doing." Lincoln was caught off guard. "You understand?" Nathalie nodded. "She's dealing with kidney issues and can't handle too much stress. All your praise might make her lose her way. She's eager to work for you, but who knows how long she can keep up this pace." Lincoln was speechless, amazed by Nathalie's perceptiveness. "That's my girl." Nathalie continued, "It works perfectly. I want to climb to the top of the rich list quickly, and with her help, it'll be twice as easy." Lincoln raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Why the sudden ambition to becthe wealthiest woman?" Nathalie shrugged with a smile. "Even a couch potato can dream, right?" Lincoln nodded eagerly, "Dreams are great. Keep dreaming." This conversation fueled Nathalie's determination to keep pushing forward. "Dad supports your dreams." "But you need to watch your health and avoid burning out," Lincoln said firmly.
With tireless dedication, Nathalie started sealing deal after deal.
Public perception of her shifted from seeing her as a tragic damsel, a pure-hearted warrior, and an heiress with quirky tastes to recognizing her as the Stewart family's formidable CEO, the strong yet tragie princess of Stewart Enterprise. Eventually, the buzz settled, and she becknown as the "Crown Princess." In the city, the top male CEO was called the "Crown Prince," so naturally, the female equivalent was the "Crown Princess." But Nathalie couldn't stand the title. It felt like she was overshadowed by the former Crown Prince, Cameron. Every day, she plotted ways to shake off the "Crown Princess" label.
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One day, while organizing the Stewart Enterprise's client list, she realized her strategy to "surround the central city from all comers had hit a major milestone. She'd nearly brought all the small vendor under Stewart Enterprise's wing. Only a few tough ones were left "Cameron," she muttered, tapping her pen rhythmically on his name, the very thought of him making her skin crawl.
Lizzy was so startled she dropped her teacup, quickly picking it by Dicking it up with worry written all over her face. "Sis, are you planning to take on Cameron?" Seeing Lizzy's anxious look, Nathalie's mind wandered for a moment. "Are you worried I'll lose to him?" Lizzy nodded, "He's your nemesis. Every struggle you've faced has his non it. I wish you never had to deal with him again."
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