Chapter 139

Chapter 139:

Gracie’s gaze flicked toward Jessie, who caught on immediately and gently covered Reyna’s ears.

Straightening, Gracie faced the restless crowd, her calm voice slicing through the noise. “Jeffrey is a business partner of Radiant Technologies,” she declared. “Surely that gives me the right to ask questions about what’s happening here p>

The words sent ripples through the room. Everyone knew the scale of Jeffrey’s partnership with Radiant. Together, they had pioneered the nerve regeneration project—a medical marvel that had dominated headlines for days, revolutionizing treatment and yielding enormous profits. It was more than innovation; it was a goldmine, and every person here could smell the wealth it promised.

Carl cleared his throat, feigning politeness. “Ah, Ms. Sullivan,” he said, masking his irritation with a strained smile. “Of course, you have every right to inquire. The collaboration between our companies will remain intact, regardless of who assumes leadership of Lawson Group p>

Gracie’s eyes hardened. “Then let’s continue this conversation somewhere more suitable.” She gestured toward the hallway, her tone brooking no argument.

Without another word, she strode out, casting a cold glance at Theo as she passed him.

In a meeting room, Gracie took a seat at the head of the long table. The air was thick with the scent of disinfectant and greed. One by one, Jeffrey’s relatives filed in, whispering among themselves.

Theo sat beside Carl, the two of them exchanging low laughter as though they were old friends. Their composure only deepened Gracie’s disgust.

Once everyone had settled, Carl rose to his feet, clearing his throat with a deliberate air of authority. “I believe it’s only logical that I assume control of the Lawson Group. Naturally, everyone here will continue to receive dividends according to their shares. None of you have the business experience to handle a corporation of this magnitude, but under my management, the company will thrive p>

A low murmur spread through the room—some voices brimming with concealed resentment, others humming with greed.

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Gracie sat motionless, her expression unreadable.

But inside, her heart burned. Not one of them had come to honor Jeffrey’s memory. They were vultures, circling his legacy before his body was even cold.

The sound of her chair scraping against the floor rang out suddenly, sharp and jarring.

All eyes turned toward her.

Carl’s brows drew together. “Is there something you’d like to say p>

Gracie rose slowly, her calm composure laced with quiet fury. “You’ve kept talking about profit, inheritance, and power. But not once—not once—have you mentioned Reyna. She’s just lost her father. Do none of you care what happens to her p>

Carl’s son, Rylan Lawson, leaned back in his chair, his voice dripping with indifference. “She’s still a child. We can all provide her with food. That’s all that matters p>

Gracie’s jaw tightened. “It seems thought isn’t a family trait,” she muttered coldly. Pulling out her phone, she made a quick call. “You may come in now p>

Moments later, the door opened, and Jeffrey’s private attorney entered, followed by two notaries. The man adjusted his glasses and announced, “I am Mr. Jeffrey Lawson’s appointed legal representative. I’m here to read his final will p>

Carl’s eyes narrowed suspiciously. “And how do we know you’re legitimate? For all we know, someone hired you to forge documents and seize what belongs to Jeffrey p>

Without reacting, the lawyer retrieved a folder from his briefcase and displayed his credentials and legal authority. “Here are my identification and Mr. Lawson’s signed power of attorney. You’re free to inspect them before I proceed p>

Unable to endure the distasteful atmosphere any longer, Gracie slipped out of the conference room, leaning against the cool wall outside, her thoughts a tangled mess.

“Gracie, I never pegged you and Jeffrey as being so close,” Theo remarked, strolling up with a cunning grin. “Is he really worth all this effort for someone outside your circle p>

“It’s not your place to judge what’s worthwhile,” Gracie shot back. “And what’s your stake in this? Hoping to carve out a piece for yourself p>

“I’ve always wanted to cooperate with Lawson Group. Mr. Lawson’s passing is tragic, but the company must press forward,” Theo said, his face heavy with feigned grief. “With fresh leadership stepping in, I might just get the chance I want. In the end, business thrives on interests, not lifelong alliances p>

Gracie’s brow furrowed subtly.

Only then did she grasp his true motives.

If he could help Carl seize control of Lawson Group, he’d wield influence over its operations, potentially even pulling its funding from Radiant Technologies.

“Rather than fretting over Reyna, maybe you should turn your attention to your company,” Theo said, just as the meeting room door swung open.

The lawyer’s face was stern.

“Ms. Sullivan, I need a private word with you,” he said gravely.