Chapter 269

Chapter 269

Day broke.

Orla's hospital room quickly filled with people.

Learning everything Diana had done and the company's current situation, Orla sighed helplessly, a tear sliding down from the corner of her eye.

"Do you remember? I told you back then, if you were going to marry Aria, you had to understand one thing—you'd never be better than her in this lifetime. You should have just been content being a playboy. Why did you have to fight back?"

To this day, Orla still didn't understand why Finn had changed so much.

Even if he just ate and drank every day and gradually lost control of the company, so what?

His own wife, his own children.

Years later, the company would have smoothly passed into Diana's hands anyway.

Why did he have to compete, have to fight, and end up turning the family into this mess?

Finn knelt on the ground, "I really have no options left now. If you don't step in, the company only has one path left. I know you still have some assets. Can you take them out and at least help me pay back this debt?"

Not asking for much—at least come up with a few billion dollars to pay the compensation, then the company would still have a chance to catch its breath.

Of course, this was assuming Diana was willing to let them off.

Orla shook her head, "Do you really think I have that much money? I truly can't help. The valuable jewelry has already been sold by you all. I still have some property and such, but it's not worth much."

To make Finn believe her, Orla directly pulled out her asset list.

"My health has been really bad lately, so I had my lawyer prepare a will in advance. These things were originally meant as atonement to give to Diana. Now it seems she won't want them either. Here, take them. Do whatever you want with them."

Looking at the asset list, Finn's face grew increasingly grim, "Is this really all there is? It's nowhere near enough. If this is it, then the company will just have to close down. You can't just watch the company collapse, can you?"

"I know you feel too ashamed to face Diana now, but for the company, for me, for Father, please."

Finn knelt on the ground, refusing to get up.

Orla held her computer, wearing reading glasses, looking at the news online, her heart racing, "If it weren't for you three—mother and sons—how would things have turned out like this?"

No matter how useless Finn was, he was still her biological son.

When something went wrong, she naturally blamed it on Layla.

Layla was angry but didn't dare speak, saying nothing.

Half an hour later, Finn left with Orla in her wheelchair.

Layla and her three children remained in the hospital room, anxious and uneasy.

Chase muttered quietly, "If you ask me, since we've already chosen to save the company, we might as well go all in and threaten with death. I don't believe Diana could just watch Grandma die."

Veda said nothing, but her attitude was obvious.

Layla snorted coldly, "What do you know? That Diana has a heart of stone. Wasn't Aria the same way back then? If it weren't for her wanting to send us abroad, why would we have resorted to killing her?"

Thinking back to what happened years ago, she was still full of anger.

Aria was indeed a strong businesswoman who didn't care whether her husband cheated or not. What she cared about was her children's inheritance rights, worried that Chase and Veda would affect Diana.

She actually pressured them, wanting to send the three of them abroad, never to return.

And she made the Garcia family promise that the company's inheritance rights could only go to Diana.

Learning this news, Layla completely panicked. With no other choice, she decided to kill her.

Now it was too late to say anything. The important thing was what should their family do?

The studio.

Diana, busy with work, saw the person appearing at her office door and froze.

Then came anger.

"Are you crazy? Grandma's condition can't leave the hospital. Are you trying to kill her?"

Finn stood to the side without speaking.

Orla looked at Diana before her, struggling to stand up.

Diana quickly walked over to support Orla's arm, "I've said it before—some things I won't change for anyone."

Without giving Orla a chance, she made her position clear.

Orla said nothing, but tremblingly stood up and knelt on the ground.

Diana quickly stepped aside, shocked, "What are you doing? Are you trying to use public opinion to pressure me?"

She unconsciously touched her pearl necklace.

Tears slid down from the corners of Orla's eyes, "I'm not here to force you today. I'm simply here to beg you. I know you want to investigate what happened back then, want to avenge your mother, but you also have to think—if the Garcia Group really collapses, what about those employees?"

"Between headquarters and the factory, there are hundreds of people, representing hundreds of families."

"The job market is so terrible now. If the company closes, what will they eat and drink? What will they do?"

"I understand you're upset. However you want to deal with Layla and the others, I won't stop you. But please show mercy to the company."

After Orla finished speaking, she prostrated herself on the ground, full of guilt.

"Today I'm saying these things only to beg you to spare the company, spare those employees."

Looking at the white-haired Orla, Diana felt uncomfortable, and more than that, sad.

Clearing her throat, she turned her face toward the window, "Everyone has to pay for what they've done. No exceptions. My mother did so much for the family. Now that things have come to this, justice should be served."

"Please stop making things difficult for me, okay? As for the company, someone will take it over. If the company really closes, someone will settle those employees."

Honestly, Diana had hesitated when doing these things, after all, it affected so many people's livelihoods.

Later, Michael took the initiative to help settle those people, so she could do everything with peace of mind.

Orla could hardly believe it, "Are you really this cold-blooded?"

Diana didn't argue, but looked over coldly, "If avenging my mother counts as cold-blooded, then I'd rather be cold and heartless. I don't need anyone to praise me for being kind. I'm set on this, and no one can stop me."

Orla was utterly disappointed. Her pupils suddenly contracted, and she collapsed.

"Something's wrong, something's wrong!"

Seeing Orla fall to the ground, everything around became chaotic. Diana couldn't hear a single word clearly.

In a daze, by the time she came to her senses, she was already standing outside the hospital emergency room.