"Adolf's given us an entry route into the secret base and all the data about the live experimentation that goes on in there. He's got evidence on hand that could expose all this, but he has a request."
"What does he want from us?"
"Adolf says that Robert's blood has a lot of experimental value. If we promise to hand over Robert's blood for his research, he'll hand over all the evidence and bring the Albertson Group into the public spotlight where everyone can point fingers."
Georgia was shocked. She didn't think Adolf would have requested that.
But considering that he'd done all that research in order to save his daughter and now that the Wimbledons had Robert to study his blood, it wasn't strange for Adolf to be requesting such a thing.
But should she agree to it? Georgia looked at Ivan.
"What else did he tell you, and what else did he request? Do you think we can agree to this?"
"I've negotiated with him, Georgia, and forced him into our camp. With Robert's body in this condition, Adolf is capable of saving his immune-compromised daughter's life, which shows that the man is experienced in such matters. We've put Adolf in our labs to continue research. Along with Antonio and you, Georgia, as well as anyone who could come into the team, maybe we could fix Robert's condition. It's just in case."
"Then we'll grant his request."
That was that.
The evidence was there and they were sure that Robert was at that secret base.
That night, Georgia used twenty billion to up and buy out all the headlines of the world, and almost all the headline news of several major countries completely exposed the facts behind the live human laboratory inside the Albertson Group.
People could have guessed such a thing, but a full exposure, complete with video and photos of the lab and the unrecognizable appearances of the people who'd gone through it, shocked the entire planet.
Georgia only needed to buy out several major news outlets in several large countries for other small countries to follow suit in the media frenzy. So the matter went global in just one night.
After all, Albertson itself was global.
A lot of media outlets had been cooperative with them in keeping silent, but Georgia slammed them with money directly.
Of course, the immediate reaction to the exposure had been condemnation from the Albertson PR team, saying that it was framed and fake.
Georgia, though, had already set the pace for the exposure, leaving little bits of evidence at once. The moment there was one claim of one piece being fake, Georgia produced more evidence. Bit by bit, they tossed out the facts of the experimental base, finally completely confirming that the Albertson Group had invested in the lab itself.
And the exposure dragged the Wimbledon family into the light as well.
Within those twenty-four hours, to keep the news suppressed, they'd even used upwards of several dozen billions.
It wasn't that the media had any morals to speak of, and not even a handful of them were willing to keep exposing the truth for the sake of petty justice.
But Georgia had already decided to go all in against the people behind the scenes. The moment her opponents offered twenty billion to suppress the news, she tossed out twenty billion herself.
She put all the movable capital that Robert's father had left her on the line.
Not only that, but she even took her own SY Group stocks to the bank, got a cash flow that way, and directly cooperated with several financial entities.
The following morning, Georgia and those entities had emptied out the Albertson stock.
The Albertson Group was a company with several hundred billions. The news couldn't be suppressed, and it was an enormous scandal. Add to that Georgia's cooperation with the financial entities, and within several hours, the Albertson Group's market value had evaporated by several dozen billions.
If the news couldn't be suppressed, by the time the stock market opened in the morning, another several hundred billion was going to go up in thin air as well.
Georgia didn't go after the Wimbledon family directly. Without a show of force, they wouldn't understand how determined she was to fight this war with them.
Georgia didn't want to move Robert's capital, but she had enough money and enough shares.
Even if she had to put everything on the line and sell the SY Group, she didn't care.
She knew that Robert's body wasn't going to hold up. She didn't care about money. She only cared about how Robert was now.
It was such a massive campaign that before the Wimbledon family and the Albertson Group could even react, they were in the spotlight of a global scandal, with dozens of billions lost. Their shareholders couldn't take it, and all were pressing the chairman of the Albertson Group, the heir to the Wimbledons, other Wimbledon family members. All sorts of characters high up the rung were under fire.
The evidence was so concrete that even the government had to get involved, releasing a public statement that they were forming an official investigation team.
It was getting more and more intense, and it had gone on for a day.
In the giant fortress mansion of the Wimbledon family, there was a black and white monotone room, where a blue-eyed, pale man coughed sitting in bed, with a laptop before him. He was scrolling through stock news and online news reports.
"They're forcing me to see her, forcing me to submit."
Eric turned to the person before him.
"What's the situation like out there."
"Sir, the stockholders are demanding an answer now. What should we do with this? The scandal can't be suppressed any longer. The government's going to get involved, and they're out for blood."
"When these goons were making money, they didn't say a word of thanks. All they did was show me those shit-eating grins in front of me. Now that they're suffering some losses in the market, they're out howling for me to leave. What a useless bunch of pigs."
Eric sneered.
At that, everyone in the room fell silent, and Eric spoke mildly.
"Check over everything about Georgia Lane. Does she really think it's that simple to force me to see her and return her husband? She's too naïve to think that this small bit of loss is going to ruin the Albertson Group."
Eric spoke, and everyone backed out.
But he couldn't have imagined that, the following morning, the businesses he and other Wimbledons had invested in, from the aviation to the robotics to the education sector – all core sectors of the Wimbledon family business – had scandals ripped up and fierce commentary slapped on them. Soon afterwards, there was continued capital being injected into emptying out these companies' stocks.
He seemed to understand how those stockholders felt now. If the company continued to be emptied out like this, the Wimbledon family property was probably all going to shrink to eighty percent.
He turned to his secretary.
"It'd take several hundred billions to empty out so many groups and to get those people to cooperate her. How is she managing such a massive cash flow?"
Eric said that, while the secretary replied with a bent head.
"Sir, that Miss Lane has taken all her shares in the SY Group to the bank. You know how large the SY Group is. The bank naturally cut her an allowance of several hundred billion, which is what she's using to empty out the stocks of several core companies, then exposing scandals. If these scandals continue, those brand reputations aren't going to recover at all. We have to contain this now, sir."
"This woman's insane!"
Eric's face darkened, and he finally turned to his secretary.
"She's trying to force me to see her? Get in contact. I'm going to meet her."
That afternoon, Georgia finally received a call from Eric's secretary.
Smirking, she hung up, and got ready to get in a car .
She could ruin the SY Group in order to fight against the Wimbledons, but they didn't have what it took for that game of chicken.
She didn't care about the monetary losses, but they did.
Georgia lowered her head and chuckled.
She'd won this war in the end.