"Who leaked the news saring and my mom first? Calling us mistresses? You know best whether my mom was a mistress, don’t you?"
"I didn’t release that news!"
"Seems it was Rose Parker who did it. Rest assured, once I’m done with you, I’ll deal with her too. I won’t let her off easy. However you bullied my mom back then, I’ll avenge her the sa way!"
Christopher Weaver shouted, "No one bullied her! She was too ambitious, wanting to take half of the company!"
"That half rightfully belongs to her."
Isabella Weaver touched the office wall, her tone relaxed, "Are you handing over the company to now, or waiting for it to go bankrupt and liquidated before doing so?"
Christopher Weaver was nearly driven insane with anger, "You’re dreaming! I wouldn’t give it to you, even if I die!"
"Looks like negotiations have broken down. I can only bankrupt you."
Isabella Weaver turned and walked out of the office, with Grace Watt trailing closely behind her.
A multitude of people had gathered in the lobby on the ground floor of Weaver Clan Watch. Seeing Isabella Weaver erge, they instinctively parted to make way for her.
Isabella Weaver walked calmly through the crowd, found a slightly higher step to stand on, and scanned the employees before speaking loudly, "Weaver Clan Watch is about to go bankrupt!"
Boom!
The entire place erupted instantly into chaos and chatter!
Isabella Weaver waited for them to finish discussing and quiet down before continuing, "I am Christopher Weaver’s daughter, my na is Isabella Weaver. You will soon be under my managent! So after the bankruptcy, you don’t need to resign. Once I take over, everything will return to normal!"
Another round of discussion erupted.
The security from Weaver Clan hurried over, trying to pull her down from the steps and kick her out. But not a single one of the dozen n was a match for Grace Watt, who defeated them all.
Grace Watt’s eyes sparkled with a hint of excitent; following the Young Madam for so long, she rarely got the chance to fight!
She actually enjoys fighting.
Isabella Weaver’s brief speech was over, and Grace Watt helped her down from the steps, slightly hunched over like a diligent and honest servant, completely devoid of the fierce deanor she showed while fighting.
With a mix of shock and complex expressions in their eyes, everyone watched Isabella Weaver walk out of Weaver Clan Group.
Standing in the midday sunlight, she extended her hand to let the sunlight fall into her palm, a gentle smile blossoming on her face, "The weather is so nice, this building will soon be mine!"
Grace Watt stood quietly behind her, feeling the fight wasn’t satisfying enough. Those security guards were too easy to defeat, their limbs weak and powerless. Even Christopher Weaver is too poor, hiring people like them for security!
Shortly after Isabella Weaver’s commotion ended, the video of her storming into Weaver Clan Watch began circulating online.
anwhile, Cherry Lewis obtained the most comprehensive and clear version.
She took the video to Austin Winters.
The old lady had been staying at Austin Winters’ place for two months. Harry Hunter hadn’t co to pick her up, and she refused to leave. Austin wanted to use her, so naturally, he didn’t want her to go.
"Grandma, look, Isabella Weaver even dared to hit her father and threatened him with bankruptcy!"
"I already knew she’s no good!"
The old lady watched the video, her face full of disdain, "A bastard child spawned by a mistress, with no upbringing or knowledge, not even an ounce of filial piety. Little Harry marrying her has completely disgraced the Hunter Family!"
"Should Grandma call her over and teach her personally?"
"I wouldn’t teach such a thing!"
"Isabella Weaver grew up without guidance, so she beca misguided. Even if you don’t consider others, you should teach her to be virtuous for Brother Harry’s sake!"
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