*****“Yes, come in,” a cold yet melodious voice rang out from the depths of a spacious, luxurious office. A second later, the bulletproof door slid open, revealing Dorothy in a knee-length blue pencil skirt that perfectly accentuated her slender yet slightly curvy figure, complemented by a sharp white blazer. She held a stylish blue handbag in one hand and a tidy folder in the other.“Good morning, boss,” she greeted respectfully as she approached the grand desk at the center of the room.Just as she was about to set the folder in her hand down, however, the figure behind the desk looked up from a pile of documents she was working on.“You’re here,” Grace uttered calmly, stretching slightly, her every movement radiating an air of poise, coldness, and elegance. However, her brows furrowed in the next second as she caught sight of Dorothy staring at her, wide-eyed and frozen in place.“Something the matter?” Grace asked, her tone laced with mild curiosity.Dorothy blinked rapidly

*****Back in Grace’s office, the air was currently heavy with tension.Completely unaware that someone she had long forgotten about was currently plotting her downfall—something that would soon leave her and her entire family hopeless, helpless, and terrified Grace sat stiffly, listening to Dorothy’s report, which, as she had anticipated, was far from good news.The mission had been straightforward: Dorothy was to visit a potential company to present Grace’s meticulously crafted plan in the hope of securing even a small share of the projects—just a fragment from the leftovers.Under normal circumstances, Grace would have handled it herself—her presence and persuasive abilities often being the key to success—but that morning, she had simply run out of time.…According to Dorothy, she had arrived at the company’s headquarters right on time, coincidentally alongside the CEO. However, as soon as her identity was learned, security intervened and escorted her out, then the reception

*****For what felt like an eternity after the old man finished speaking, Grace and Dorothy remained frozen, stunned into silence, refusing to believe their ears.Meanwhile, seeing Grace like this, Mason, Honey, and Nico had a wide, smug grin on their faces, their eyes gleaming with malice, their satisfaction palpable as they relished Grace’s stunned expression.Eventually, Grace blinked, snapping herself out of her stupor. Her heart then pounded as she looked at the old man, disbelief heavily etched into her features.“I… I don’t think I heard you quite right, Grandfather,” she stammered, her voice trembling, thinking her ears had deceived her. Just at that moment;“Then I suppose your ears have stopped working,” Honey sneered, her tone dripping with venom, staring Grace down with a face etched heavily with a mocking smile.Seeing this look on Honey’s face, Grace froze again, then her gaze flicked toward Mason and Nico, searching their faces for any hint of what was going on.

***** In the next second after Mason’s voice had broken the silence in the room, Nico and Honey broke into wide, gleeful grins, their expressions practically glowing with greed and malice. “Finally, all of this will be in our hands,” Nico said with a cruel chuckle, forgetting his surroundings for a moment. “No more room for that ungrateful wretch to be in control of what matters the most again!” “Hehehe…” Mason’s excitement boiled over as he turned to his father and sister. “Do you understand what this means? The entire company’s finances are finally at our disposal! I’m going to rent the most expensive suite in Lords’ Hotel for an entire week immediately after this—and then throw a party just to celebrate her removal.” “Just that?” Honey sneered, flipping her hair smugly. “I’m going to buy all those over $100k designer bags I’ve ever wanted. Who cares if I don’t need them? I’ll just burn them in front of those so-called influencers who had always looked down on me.” Her

*****Startled by the sudden furious bark, all heads turned toward the source—the door and just then, Mason burst in, his expression thunderous.Ignoring every other people, his glare zeroed in on Grace, radiating pure rage.“This…” A collective gasp rippled through the room, and everyone became stunned.Ignoring decorum, however, Mason stormed toward Grace, his anger unchecked."What do you think you’re doing?" he demanded again, his tone venomous and vicious, making Grace’s brows knit slightly, her icy facade finally showing a crack.At first, she considered ignoring him, but the gravity of the moment forced her to respond."Can we address this later?" she asked, her tone emotionless, though an underlying edge hinted at her irritation.“You…” Mason growled with rage. But before he could reply, however, Honey appeared in the doorway, her eyes blazing with contempt."Later? Continue what later?" she spat, striding into the room with the grace of a predator. Her gaze locked on