Grant Group.
Arthur Grant wanted to temporarily cancel the afternoon press conference, but the Bell Family disagreed.
If the Grant Family canceled the conference, it would hit the Bell Family harder.
"Arthur Grant, this was agreed upon beforehand. The online controversy is unrelated to us. What are you doing? Kicking us when we’re down?" Wendy Bell’s father brought Wendy to Grant Group, full of montum.
For the Bell Family, the relentless online attacks were disastrous, but not enough to leave them without any chance of recovery.
"Netizens have no mory; naturally, they’ll forget over ti. It’s just a bunch of poor people’s complaints. They won’t affect the inherent value of our Bell Family," Mr. Bell snorted coldly, sitting opposite Arthur Grant. "To save face for the Bell Family, I’ve already sent my youngest daughter overseas. Our family has made enough sacrifices. This marriage is sothing you, Arthur Grant, have promised repeatedly. Don’t let the Bell Family down."
Arthur Grant was also in a bind; the Bell Family indeed had quite a bit of leverage over him.
But...
The reputation of Grant Group was equally important.
Arthur Grant was caught between a rock and a hard place, unsure of what to do.
"Ethan is not Jayden. This kid has his own opinions..." Arthur Grant began to shift the responsibility onto Ethan Grant.
"Parents dictate and matchmakers speak! Can Ethan Grant defy you? You’ve got no authority as a father." Mr. Bell angered, tapped the chair’s armrest. "My daughter is devoted to him, be it the Solara project or this desert project, our Bell Family has been diligent, my daughter has maneuvered through it all, just to ease Ethan Grant’s path. How many in the entire ridia business district are like my eldest daughter?"
"I can’t believe any better marriage prospect could be found than my daughter." Mr. Bell snorted.
In the entire business district, besides the Sterling Family and the Lockwood Family, indeed there were few as comparable as the Bell Family.
Unfortunately, the true daughter of the Sterling Family had disappeared, leaving only a foster daughter belonging under the housekeeper’s na, not the true heiress.
The only heiress of the Lockwood Family, Michelle Lockwood, although unmarried, had a dead husband, and people within the circle said she brought her spouse to ruin.
Arthur Grant would not choose a remarried Michelle Lockwood over a first marriage.
The Aston Family’s daughter Charlotte Sumrs had already married Jayden Grant, leaving only Wendy Bell as the best choice.
"Wendy is wonderful." Arthur Grant nodded.
Wendy Bell’s eyes reddened, her voice choked. "I’m sorry, Uncle Grant, it’s all my fault, letting the Bell Family’s controversy affect Grant Group."
Wendy Bell’s appearance of helplessness yet kindness and sensibility indeed appealed to the elders.
For soone like Arthur Grant, who prioritizes interests, Wendy Bell seed the most suitable choice for a daughter-in-law. "Let the public relations departnt work harder, it’s only twelve o’clock now, there’s ti until three in the afternoon. As long as the controversy shows signs of diminishing, the press conference will proceed as planned."
Arthur Grant had no choice but this.
Wendy Bell wiped her tears. "Uncle Grant, if unfortunately it doesn’t work out, I will always honor you."
Arthur Grant sighed.
Such a good girl.
Ethan Grant was clearly acting against him.
Arthur Grant took a step back, and Wendy Bell felt assured, glanced at Mr. Bell, lips slightly curved.
She was willing to sever ties even with her own sister Claudia Bell, let alone cousin Faye Lawson.
She would let Faye Lawson attract all the controversy, at any cost.
...
Ethan Grant’s house.
Yvette Aston slept for a while in the car, though not very soundly.
"Don’t hit ..."
She was dreaming, dreaming of those years in prison.
That was her soul plunged into darkness, despair, loneliness, and day-by-day ntal tornt.
She lost her mind countless tis, scread silently innurable tis. Apart from relentlessly harming herself, she found no outlet.
On the day of her release, Yvette Aston told herself it’s over, everything is over, sunlight will shine upon her.
Yet the past years had been so harsh that even when truly illuminated, she remained insecure.
Is it truly sunlight?
How long can sunlight pause?
It’s not that Yvette Aston doesn’t trust Ethan Grant; it’s that she doesn’t trust herself.
"Mr. Grant, this is the school’s response. They have reported based on Yvette Aston’s situation. If wrongful imprisonnt is indeed proven and new evidence shows the original ruling was flawed, an appeal can be lodged." The lawyer showed the A University receipt to Ethan Grant.
"How much chance do we have?" Ethan Grant stood at the doorway, looking at Yvette Aston sleeping on the bed, his face dark.
"If the situation is real, and evidence solid, lody Crowe, who accused Yvette Aston of extortion, becos accused of false accusations and slander, amounting to false accusation cri, fabricating facts, and has heavily influenced the other party... Especially, Yvette Aston attempted suicide repeatedly in prison, suffered severe depression and anxiety, underwent multiple CT treatnts... The severe consequences of the false accusations, we can strive for over three and under ten years."
The lawyer organized the docunts. "But... there’s a tricky issue, you must prepare Yvette Aston ntally because initially in court, Yvette... admitted guilt voluntarily. If she was threatened, it must co from her personal account. Only with Yvette Aston’s cooperation can I maximize the chance to gather beneficial evidence."
Ethan Grant took a deep breath, turned downstairs.
He was afraid to further agitate Yvette, which was why he’d been doing all this privately.
Undoubtedly, reopening the wound from five years ago would be cruel to Yvette Aston.
"As for appearing as witnesses in court, Jayden Grant and Stellan Aston, whether their actions constitute false accusation is hard to define. Without absolute evidence, it’s likely a misreport at most... Maybe just an apology statent publicly."
"Jayden Grant and Stellan Aston, I’ll handle them, but as for lody Crowe, she must enter prison." lody Crowe had escaped legal punishnt repeatedly, but this ti, Ethan needed her imprisoned.
Moreover, with compounded offenses, ensuring she never gets another chance.
"As long as you can persuade Miss Aston to cooperate... I will gather evidence soonest possible. Zane Quinn has been consistently finding favorable evidence on our behalf, regarding your mother’s cause of death, and the true cause of Mr. Grant’s death. However, given the two subject individuals have passed... the process may be lengthy, please be patient, do not alert the other side, or else..." the lawyer reassured Ethan Grant.
Now wasn’t the ti for rash actions.
lody Crowe bore not only the guilt of imprisoning Yvette Aston but also the weight of life...
"I can wait, Yvette Aston cannot wait." Ethan Grant frowned.
He didn’t want Yvette Aston to keep waiting; he wanted her back in school.
"Mr. Grant, this issue... mustn’t be rushed." The lawyer feared Ethan would disrupt the original plan.
The deaths of Mr. Grant and Ethan Grant’s mother were suspicious.
Initially, these were the subjects to investigate. Yvette Aston’s imprisonnt was included, and if faces are ripped prematurely, it will awaken suspicions.
In which case, Ethan Grant’s years of patience and tolerance towards Arthur Grant and lody Crowe would be in vain.
Arthur Grant wasn’t foolish, nor was lody Crowe.
If pushed to desperation, they’ll fight back wildly, burning bridges to survive.
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