American History 1988
Chapter 241 - 234: Means

Chapter 241: Chapter 234: Means

He no longer knew how many times it had been since he accidentally overheard his husband’s phone call.

There had been numerous wars between Hillary and Clinton, and that night in San Francisco she had warned him.

Clinton had given his assurance, but just a few days later at a Byte Company roadshow party in Los Angeles, he relapsed into his old habit of sneaking around.

As a result, Hillary had slapped him across the face that very night, yes, Hillary was not only fiercely competitive, but also had a tendency toward domestic violence.

Because of these messes, Clinton had been repaired by her more than once.

Today was the same, as Hillary once again flew into a rage.

Taking advantage of her being at the law firm, Clinton had actually sneaked out to date that woman again.

If it had been any other woman, she might have turned a blind eye, knowing all too well her husband’s character.

But that woman named Marilyn was an exception, Hillary almost saw her as a thorn in her side.

She was beautiful, graceful, kind, and even talented, qualities Hillary almost completely lacked.

Hence, out of all the women, Marilyn was the only one Hillary couldn’t tolerate.

At that moment, hearing his wife screaming to make Marilyn disappear, Clinton was shocked.

"Have you gone mad, Hillary? We’re about to run in the election!"

"God, you still remember you’re running for election?! But every single thing you’re doing now is jeopardizing its chances!"

That was what drove Hillary insane, she desperately wanted to move into the White House, to become the First Lady in the spotlight.

To achieve this goal, she tolerated her husband’s betrayal and refused his requests for divorce.

But at this critical juncture, he still couldn’t forget those women.

Didn’t he realize that if these scandals got out, they would deal a fatal blow to his campaign?

"Alright Hillary, I was wrong. But forget about what you just said, OK?"

Clinton tried his best to soothe Hillary, knowing she might actually do what she threatened.

Seeing her husband’s cautious glance, Hillary’s face remained ashen.

"No, we have to defuse these time bombs!"

"Damn it! I told you, I won’t make the same mistake again!" Clinton couldn’t help but roar at her.

"If you really do it, it will only destroy us! You know it’s far more serious than those rumors!"

Sleeping with women was at most a scandal, but taking a life was different, that would alert the Justice Department.

Hillary had only spoken in the heat of the moment; she understood the gravity of the situation all too well.

"I won’t lay a finger on her, but we must make her sign a non-disclosure agreement!"

This was Hillary’s final concession, to clear the obstacles ahead, she had to keep the other party silent.

"Alright, I’ll talk to Marilyn." For the sake of the presidency, Clinton decided to heed his wife’s advice.

"No, let Vince handle it!" Hillary distrusted her husband, they had their own clean-ups.

Vince Foster and Clinton both grew up in Arkansas; they even went to the same kindergarten.

Vince excelled academically, and after college, joined a law firm.

Through his connections, Hillary too was recommended to this law firm.

When Clinton became governor, she was naturally promoted to partner at the firm.

And throughout Clinton’s step-by-step rise to governor, Vince Foster dealt with a lot of their behind-the-scenes dirty work.

For instance, a few months before Clinton was elected governor, he sexually assaulted a nursing home administrator, but received no punishment.

And as for the Whitewater affair, by the time it went bankrupt, the Clintons had already cleared themselves of any wrongdoing.

All these dealings were handled by Vince Foster; they had been partners for many years.

"Fine, let Vince handle it then." Clinton still trusted his childhood friend.

As long as Hillary didn’t get involved, he was much more at ease.

"I’ll call Vince. Give me her address."

Hillary couldn’t wait a moment longer, she needed to deal with this immediately.

Clinton looked evasive, "Dear, do you want me to call Vince for you?"

"Shut up!" Hillary silenced him with a glance, "Now! Right now! Immediately!"

"Dear, I’m not sure, Marilyn went on a business trip to New York.

She might be there for a long time, I don’t know where she’s staying?"

Clinton played a small trick, he was somewhat unsure about his wife.

He feared that Hillary might harm Marilyn behind his back, he wanted to personally make the call to Vince.

Unfortunately, Hillary knew him too well. The moment Clinton shifted his gaze, she understood his little ruse.

"William, if I have to find her myself, it won’t be so easy to end things then."

"OK~OK~" Clinton had no choice but to obediently disclose Marilyn’s address in New York.

She was single and particularly clingy towards Clinton.

She shared everything with him, including where she was staying while on business trips.

Hearing her husband proficiently report another woman’s address, a cold smile flashed across Hillary’s face—oh, the irony.

"William, don’t enter my room without my permission from now on!"

Turning away in a huff, Hillary made a phone call, disgusted by her husband’s true colors.

"Vince, go to New York and find a woman named Marilyn Jo Jenkins. Have her sign a non-disclosure agreement.

I’ll send you her address later. Remember, don’t let her mess with our ultimate plan!"

"How far should I go?" Vince, who was enjoying dinner, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth.

Hillary turned to glance at her expectant husband and couldn’t help feeling a surge of annoyance.

"Make sure some jerk gets the message. The rest is up to you."

"OK, I get it." Vince couldn’t help but laugh, aware that Clinton must be within earshot.

"By the way," Hillary suddenly noticed a newspaper on the table, "isn’t Byte Company going public these days?"

"Right, I plan to buy some of their stock following your suggestion." Vince had also been paying attention to the news from Wall Street recently.

"Then take care of someone named..." Hillary flipped through the nearby newspaper, "Right, a man named Brian Wiles.

Teach him a lesson, keep him quiet for a while, at least until Byte Company goes public."

"Why?" Vince asked curiously.

"Because he’s getting in the way of our money! Vince, you should read magazines more often!" Snap, Hillary hung up the phone.

"Darling, what’s the deal with this Brian guy?" Clinton had just caught snippets of the conversation.

Honestly, he didn’t want any complications.

"A potential competitor of Byte Company; Dean is too soft-hearted, so I’m helping him out."

Hillary spoke as if it were the most natural thing; she had been reading a lot about Byte Company and everything about Dean.

Clinton was perplexed by her interest—it seemed odd since Hillary typically didn’t like meddling in other people’s affairs.

"Idiot, I’ve already called the stockbroker. We’ll buy a big chunk of Byte Company’s stock at the onset of the listing!"

Alright, that reason convinced Clinton—it involved his own wallet after all.

"Well done, dear. We should call Dean to at least let him know who’s helping him."

"I will." Hillary picked up the newspaper on the table and went back to her room to study the software and Silicon Valley, neither of which she understood.

Perhaps it was time to give Dean a call; she had many questions to ask him.

...

"Gentlemen, the price is set at 18 US Dollars. Any objections to this?"

Richard clapped happily; it was almost time for Morgan Stanley to reap the rewards.

"I can see satisfied expressions on the faces of all shareholders present.

So, Richard, this is obviously a good price," joked Daniel from Merrill Lynch, smiling.

Everyone laughed, including Dean.

The price was a bit higher than the initial 14 dollars due to a large number of commitments from institutional investors.

An increased offering price was good news for them—even though the overall IPO valuation didn’t change, it indicated the market’s enthusiasm for the stock.

"Now I’m really looking forward to the 26th; I’ve even got the champagne ready."

Byte Company was scheduled to go public at the end of August, and nearly all of its executives were now gathered in New York.

"Your champagne will come in handy, I guarantee it." Richard was confident, holding subscription intentions from many large clients.

"By the way, as per our agreement. If the market is too hot, we need to increase the offering size to 9.3%; any problems with that?"

Dean exchanged glances with Valentine, and they both agreed to the proposal.

This was the result of negotiations between the two parties, allowing Morgan Stanley to release more shares to investors than initially planned if the market exceeded expectations.

Legally known as "over-allotment option," it’s referred to in the financial sector as the greenshoe option.

Typically, the additional shares don’t exceed 15% of the original offer volume, and Byte Company adopted this mechanism too.

Its purpose was not only to raise more capital for the issuer but also to stabilize the stock price after the new issue to prevent severe fluctuations.

"OK, 18 dollars, 7.38 million shares." Richard officially filled in these numbers on the prospectus.

It was not until this moment that Byte Company’s stock pricing and offering size were officially set.

The prospectus would be submitted to the SEC immediately, with the review process completed within one or two business days, followed by the listing.

Meanwhile, before the listing, it would first be offered to large institutional investors in the primary market.

Based on the prospectus, these big buyers would decide on the specific quantities they wished to purchase.

With their participation, Byte Company’s issued shares would be ordered in full within just a few minutes.

Only then could the IPO be deemed successful, and the secondary market further stimulated.

Now everything was ready, just waiting for the right moment.

In celebration of their Nasdaq debut, Byte Company even organized a cheerleading squad.

As one of the largest IPOs in recent years, Nasdaq allowed Byte Company to make special arrangements in the venue.

See, that’s the clout of a unicorn company.

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