Chapter 315

The shareholders no longer looked at Briar with the same dread.

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At least she was not as merciless as the rumors suggested; she was willing to let the police handle matters. That thought put them at ease–though Edgar’s panic only grew.

“Briar, how dare you! I’m your father, your only family in this world!” Edgar bellowed as he bolted toward the door of the conference room.

His chest tightened with anxiety, and he wondered, ‘Why wasn’t Briar following their carefully laid script?

They had assumed that if they provoked her enough, she would lash out in front of everyone.

And no matter her excuse, striking her father publicly would tarnish her image in the eyes of the shareholders.

That was Edgar’s entire purpose in attending this meeting: to draw Briar into a trap and keep her entangled at the company long enough for the others to delay Ashton.

But all their plotting had gone to waste as Briar showed no sign of being rattled.

And now she was threatening to have him arrested.

He couldn’t remain here another second. He had to escape.


Yet Edgar knew–he could not leave unless Briar allowed it.

Just as he gripped the glass door handle, Briar flicked her wrist. A razor–sharp scalpel whistled through the air, flashing past the shareholders‘ eyes.“Ahhh!” Edgar screamed.

The blade had buried itself in the back of his hand, drawing a crimson stream.

The scalpel trembled where it stuck, and Edgar howled in agony.

conference room fell

punctuated by the shareholders‘ stifled gasps, disturbed

his head. Briar had turned the atmosphere taut with fear

with his hands in his pockets, strode toward Edgar, who cowered against the door, clutching his bloodied hand. Nathan crouched down before

as you can see, you’re not leaving this room

its current heights under

His eyes darkened, turning

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usually projected in

others, only Edgar

sight struck

a saint either. That look, that

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that everyone around Briar was just like her–dangerous, ruthless, impossible to control?” Edgar

threat, Nathan’s chilling gaze, and the open disgust from the shareholders,

arrive quickly. Otherwise, with

wish was

his

meekly, allowing himself to

even

him depart with a


like a parasite–the rest of the shareholders‘ meeting went off without

what demands Briar made, the shareholders approved them

did. Who

when the scalpel in Briar’s hand was still stained with Edgar’s blood

understood that discretion was the better part

foolish like Edgar; they understood that discretion is the better part

everything Briar raised in the meeting was rooted in the

quiet, and their dividends at year’s end would be triple what they had

idiot would

concluded smoothly. The investors walked away

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