Oops My Toyboy Is A Hidden Tycoon
My Toyboy 340

Chapter 340

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Cynthia chuckled and said, "I wouldn't dare compare myself to you, Ms. Bennett; I never treat anyone like a toy."

Whitney's expression stayed the same. Her eyes grew a bit colder. She gestured for Cynthia to sit down, and Cynthia sat on the sofa opposite her. Whitney said, "Have some coffee."

Cynthia set her bag down and took out a delicate box. She said, "I won't have any coffee today. I came to return the Queen's Tears to its rightful owner. It's worth 300 million dollars, so take good care of it, Whitney." Cynthia opened the box, placed it on the coffee table, and pushed it over to Whitney.

Whitney looked at the jewelry inside while her fingers turned pale, gripping the cup. Her company's stocks had plummeted. all because of this set of jewelry.

Cynthia intentionally mentioned the jewelry's 300 million dollar value. It was a dig at Betrico Multimedia's market value dropping by billions.

On the other hand, because Cynthia was Miss Y, the BJ Group, founded by Jonathan, had been on a rise since this morning. Just as Cynthia walked in, it had hit a limit-up.

Whitney sipped coffee and said, "Ms. Jones, you've set up this situation quite well. That fool Shirley is no match for you.

"If you had chosen my side from the beginning, I believe we would have become great friends, regardless of the age difference."

Cynthia chuckled softly and said, "You're too kind, Ms. Bennett."

Whitney observed Cynthia's expression carefully and said, "You're a smart person. You should know by now that Jonathan can't beat me. Let me make it clear - I am destined to inherit the Bennett Group.

"When that time comes, Jonathan will be like a dog without a home. Don't blame me for not warning you, Ms. Jones. Today is your only chance to make the right choice."

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Cynthia looked intrigued as she picked up the cup and smelled it. She asked, "And what do you mean by right, Ms. Bennett?" Whitney was pleased with Cynthia's reaction. Smart people made conversations flow smoothly.

Whitney began speaking, "You're the chief designer at QUEEN. Ordinary wealth and fame probably don't appeal to you. But, what if you were offered the entire Bennett Group's business empire?"

Cynthia was a bit surprised. She asked, "What do you mean, Ms. Bennett?"

Whitney said, "Leave Jonathan, and you can be with Preston. He's not only the Bennett Group's future heir but also the only heir of the Sullivan family.

"While the Sullivan family may not compare to our Bennett family, they are still one of the four major families in Betrico, and they'll be Preston's biggest support in the future."

Cynthia's eyes showed a flicker of surprise. She never expected Whitney to mention Preston.

Whitney continued, "If that's not enough to convince you, let me tell you this: Preston doesn't have imperial ambitions. So, if you choose Preston, you might be the figurehead of the Bennett and Sullivan families and all over Betrico." "As a woman, you can become the first to conquer the world. At that time, you would hold unlimited power and glory

everything, above all rules. You would be the queen of your world, a true Everyone would bow at your feet. You could de

queen."

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Whitney believed that Eynthia was ambitious. Otherwise, the brand she and Simon created wouldn't be called QUEEN. Ambitions, once they sprouted, were easy to nurture.

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Cynthia suddenly smiled, looking very pleased. She replied, "Ms. Bennett, you've overestimated me. I've never wanted to be a queen. I want a simple life, doing what I love with the person I love." Whitney's gaze was cold and stern. She said, "So you're refusing

Cynthia calmly looked at Whitney and said, "I once said I wouldn't get involved in the game because I didn't want to be anyone's pawn. But now that I'm married to Jon, we're a team, and I'm willing to step in." Cynthia stood up and looked down at Whitney. She added, "But this time, I'm not a pawn. I'm a player, just like you.

Cynthia's eyes turned cold as she said, "Ms. Bennett, I won't let anyone hurt Jon. You're right; in some ways, we're a bike.

"If cornered, I can also fight back. Preston is so kind-hearted; you wouldn't want him to fall into the darkness of human

nature."

Whitney caught the underlying message in Cynthia's words. She said, "Preston is cheerful and sincere, with deep feelings for you. How is he any less than Jonathan?"

Cynthia had already turned around and replied coolly, "It's exactly because Preston has such a sincere heart that he shouldn't become a pawn in our games."

Cynthia left Whitney's office. Jonathan was standing outside, glancing at his watch now and then with a hint of impatience. When Cynthia came out, Jonathan seemed to let out a sigh of relief.

Cynthia flashed Jonathan a bright smile. She walked over quickly, affectionately linking her arm with Jonathan's. She said, "Mission accomplished, let's go."

Jonathan asked, "Did Whitney give you a hard time?"

Cynthia raised an eyebrow and replied, "Oh, she tried, but I declared war on her."

Seeing Cynthia's relaxed demeanor, Jonathan's nerves relaxed too. He asked, "Oh? How did you declare war?"

Cynthia said, "I said if you, the old witch, dare mess with my husband, I'll smash you to pieces!" She sneered, her nose wrinkled, looking fierce. Jonathan burst into laughter.

As people passed in the corridor, their eyes widened in shock, as if their eyeballs might pop out. To everyone. Jonathan was as cold as ice.

They had never seen Jonathan so happy before. And how he looked at Cynthia, with eyes full of tenderness and affection. was like an ice shelf melt or a barren tree come to life. It was deeply enviable. Cynthia and Jonathan spent a few days in Betrico and visited the Bennett manor. Clifford was delighted to see Cynthia and invited her to play chess with him for half of the day.

However, Whitney was nowhere to be found. While they were playing chess, Cynthia tried to gently explore Clifford's views on the next successor of the Bennett family.

But Clifford, with his experienced wisdom, easily steered the conversation back to the chess game in just a few words. Cynthia realized she wouldn't get anything out of him, so she dropped the subject. Christmas was approaching fast, and the Bennett Group's annual gala was planned for the same day, marking it as a special

occasion.

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