A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chapter 197 Mess It Up

Liam spoke angrily, "If Sierra had married you, your grandfather would have valued you both even more. Your status would have risen significantly, but you just had to mess it up."

He had never opposed Sierra marrying Benson, mainly because Edward held her in high regard. That alone made her far superior to any other wealthy and influential heiress.

Benson lifted his head with furrowed brows. "Dad, my relationship with Sierra was pure. I never thought about using her. Besides, I'm Grandpa's biological grandson. Are you saying that Cee is more important than me for him?"

Liam glanced at him and explained in a deep voice, "You don't understand. When Mr. Bobby was young, he once saved your grandfather's life. That was a gratitude he could never repay. Before he passed, he entrusted Sierra to your grandfather's

care.

"Your grandfather watched her grow up-she might not be his real granddaughter, but the bond is just as deep. If you had married her, he would have considered you both as a unit. In time, he would have entrusted you with more of the family business."

in my small company, he refused to let me join Gray Group. The only person he truly cares about is Uncle Theo. He just wants

and jealousy

had what it takes to be a businessman." Liam's tone was firm. "Siersonic has been doing well these past two years. In fact, your grandfather has even praised you for

momentarily before it quickly faded. "That doesn't matter

And as for Theo, he clearly treats her

he actually likes Cee. I

what you want. But the truth is, Theo does care about her more than you think. If Sierra marries him, your grandfather will only favor him more. You've underestimated her importance. Your mother doesn't know

work is outstanding. She helped you secure several major deals. Siersonic wouldn't be where it is today without her.

as he listened, his mind drifting back to the

by his side. Whenever there was a drinking engagement, she would always step in, shielding him from drinking too much. He had felt bad for

all he felt was

his fists and said in a determined voice, "Dad, I have to win