Chapter 783

Tarquin brushed off the curious stares from the crowd, a storm brewing on his face as he marched straight towards Gideon. "Where's Daphne?!"

Gideon, dressed in a sleek, tailored suit, was comfortably seated in his wheelchair, engaging in lively conversations with a group of elders. His spirits were high, his face beaming with joy-it was clear he was in a good mood.

Upon seeing Tarquin's furious approach, Gideon greeted him with a benevolent smile, "Daphne's upstairs, resting. She felt a bit out of place since you weren't here, and she's not familiar with anyone."

Tarquin knew all too well that Gideon was the puppet master behind the scenes. Glaring at him, he uttered coldly, "After today, you'll be wiped clean of your shares."

With that, he strode towards the elevator.

influence were Gideon's lifeblood, and the shares he held were his last bastion of control. Losing them meant his complete

reassurances, "Don't worry, sir. Those shares are yours as long as you don't sell them. He can't strip them from you without tearing down the Bradford Group itself. And if he did that, he'd suffer the most.

The board will have to step in. Anyone causing the company image to

Elysia burst into the room. His mood lightened at the sight, and he instructed his aide, "Go fetch Daphne. Tell

was about to enter the elevator, Elysia's voice suddenly

he slowly turned around, a mix of guilt and surprise in his eyes. Wasn't she in line

the shocked stares of the crowd, Elysia rushed to Tarquin, clutching his arm as if it were a lifeline, "They've brought the kids here!

brow furrowed, "The kids

the Bradfords sent me

of four little ones suddenly cut through the chatter

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