All Chapters of From Trash to Titan: Chapter 381 - Chapter 390

“You don’t owe him another answer,” Philip reminded her.“I know,” Imogen replied. “But if we leave him upstairs long enough, he will probably come down and announce his business to the entire building.”Philip could not disagree with that.“I don’t like the way he speaks to you,” he said.“Neither do I.”“And I particularly dislike that he treats your refusals as though they are temporary inconveniences.”Imogen stood and straightened her dress.“I’ll make myself clearer this time,” she promised.Philip remained concerned. “If he causes a problem, call me. I'll personally kick him out.”Imogen laughed. “There won't be any need for that. I can handle Jay.”“I know you can,” Philip replied. “That doesn’t mean you should always have to handle him alone.”Imogen’s expression softened.“I’ll call you if I need you,” she assured him.Philip finally nodded and left the office.A few minutes later, Imogen entered the visitor room.Jay stood near the window with one hand inside his trouser po

Philip pushed through the corridor hurriedly. He was old, in his 70’s now, but he had never walked this hurried before. His heart was hammering against his ribs.“When he arrived and stated he was here on business, I nearly lost my head,” Philip confessed in a rushed whisper, glancing back at his daughter. “You are the Chief Executive now, Imogen. You manage our contracts, so I knew you had to be in the room. But I was so overwhelmed that I simply turned around and hurried upstairs to fetch you without explaining why I was walking out!”Philip still owned Bell Precision, but he had handed its daily operations to Imogen as he grew older. She now managed the company and possessed the authority to make its important decisions.Imogen looked at her father in disbelief. Leaving the supreme ruler of Sterling Industries sitting alone in an ordinary office without an explanation was completely unheard of! Anyone else of Maxwell’s status would have considered it a deliberate insult and walked

“Because the Harcourts are trying to stop the transfer in court,” Hazel explained. “They filed a lawsuit shortly after two this morning. They are demanding more than one hundred million dollars from Sterling and asking the judge to prevent us from giving their component orders to another company.”“Another company meaning Bell Precision,” Philip said.“Yes,” Hazel confirmed.That was why the document was described as a preliminary proposal.It showed the money, contract length and other terms Sterling was prepared to offer Bell Precision. Bell could agree to those terms, but the agreement would not become active until Sterling’s lawyers confirmed that the court had not blocked it.“Has the judge stopped Sterling from transferring the orders?” Imogen asked.“Not yet,” Hazel answered. “The judge refused to make that decision without hearing Sterling’s side. Both companies must appear in court at one o’clock this afternoon.”Until then, Sterling would continue negotiating with Bell Preci

Jay stood frozen for several seconds.His face had become so red that even the veins along his forehead were beginning to show. He had been rejected before. Twice, in fact.But those two times had happened privately.This time was completely different!Imogen had humiliated him in front of her father, Maxwell Sterling, and Maxwell’s assistant. Worse, she had spoken as though Jay Harcourt was some disgusting stranger she wanted nothing to do with.How could Jay possibly swallow such humiliation? He simply refused to believe she meant it!Jay Harcourt was a billionaire. There were women who would do almost anything just to have dinner with him, yet Imogen wanted him to believe she had no interest in becoming his wife?Impossible! Imogen was beautiful, but what did her family’s wealth amount to compared with his? He could give her a life she would never achieve by spending her days managing this ageing factory.Money, status, connections, he had everything she could possibly want!Why wo

Imogen waited until Jay’s shouting had faded before turning to her father.“Are you hurt?”“I’m fine,” Philip replied, adjusting his jacket. “He’ll have to push harder than that.”His voice remained firm, but Imogen noticed that his hands were still trembling. Her father was furious. She could hardly remember the last time she had seen him so angry.Maxwell waited beside them while Philip composed himself.“Mr. Sterling, I’m sorry about what he said,” Imogen began.“You’ve already apologised,” Maxwell replied. “You don’t need to keep doing it on his behalf.”Imogen looked at him for a moment before nodding. At this point, Imogen finally realized that the whole scene in the hallway had attracted attention from her subordinates. But they were now returning to whatever they were up to before this, so Imogen didn't feel the need to tell them to get back to work. . “Please. Let’s go to my office.”After returning to her office, she invited Maxwell to sit, then took the chair beside her fa