Rebirth In Divorce My New Mr. Perfect (by Summer Knowles) novel Chapter 645

Fresh from the gambling den, Charlie was ecstatic, clutching a bundle of cash and laughing wildly. "Zach, we won thirty thousand! Can you believe they just let us walk out?"

He found it unbelievable, but Zach seemed unfazed. They hadn't just taken the house; they'd also won a considerable amount from other gamblers, and even helped the house make a profit. It was no wonder they weren't stopped.

Holding the money, Charlie mused, "Zach, you wouldn’t believe it. The rich just keep getting richer. Today, our factory received a shipment of equipment, and I heard just one machine costs millions. Compared to them, this thirty thousand really isn't much."

Zach casually mentioned, "It seems like the Sanders factory is the only big one left around here."

Charlie quickly retorted with a smirk, "Actually, in West Ridge, Sanders isn’t the biggest."

Zach raised an eyebrow, "Really? I thought I knew West Ridge pretty well. Apart from Sanders, I haven’t seen any factory bigger than theirs."

Charlie’s eyes sharpened, "Zach, you've helped me make so much money, I trust you. I'll let you in on a secret then. There's actually a bigger factory in West Ridge, owned by the Wilson family, but it’s been abandoned."

As he spoke, there was a hint of pride in his eyes as if he owned the factory himself.

Zach pretended to be clueless and probed further, "The Wilson family? I've never heard of their factory. How can it be possible that it's bigger than Sanders and I've never seen it?"

Charlie cleared his throat, "It’s long been abandoned. I was lucky enough to get out alive back then."

His gaze drifted as if he was trying to peer across time to see the Wilson factory of the past. It seemed he was speaking to Zach, but also to himself.

"So you’re saying that factory was dangerous?" Zach asked.

The new equipment had barely been at the factory for a day before it was vandalized.

Manager Sullivan looked helplessly at Sarah, expressing deep regret, "I don’t know who would do such a thing! It was only here for one night."

"Take me to see it now," Sarah commanded.

In the workshop, she saw the newly arrived equipment. The technicians had organized the cables but hadn’t started calibrating when it was destroyed.

Mr. Lambert was stern-faced, shocked that someone would go to such lengths to prevent the factory from resuming operations.