Chapter 147

Meanwhile, at the Stone family's house.

Cheryl, her face marred by bruises, cried in Yafe's study. "Dad, Liam has gone too far! Look what he did to my face, how badly he's hurt me! I won't just let this slide, and as for Celena..."

Yafe's face darkened with fury as he threw the cup across the room, his voice thundering, "Liam has crossed the line, living under our roof and attacking you repeatedly! He shows no respect, Cheryl, come with me. We're going to see Mr. Stone. I can't believe he'd dare to act like this on our turf!"

Cheryl hurried after him, worried, lacing her voice, "Dad, what about the deal? What do we do? Are we going to just roll over and let Celena have it?"

With a distant smirk, Yafe replied, "Don't worry, I've got a plan up my sleeve."

Not a chance. Even though she was his flesh and blood, Yafe never saw eye to eye with her. And with Liam

couldn't let Celena

long, Yafe marched into Mr. Stone's yard, Cheryl in tow, her face bruised and untreated—a

house, with no respect for our rules! If Celena secures this deal and digs her heels into the company, what's to stop Liam from lording over us all?" Yafe

floor at Mr. Stone's feet, her sobs shaking her whole body as tears poured down her cheeks. She

I barely said two words to Celena, and he just lost it, and gave me a beating! I told

performance was Oscar-worthy, to say the

to her sob story. With a sharp crack, he slammed his cup down on the table, his eyes—a stormy mix of cloudiness and age—blazing with fury. "The nerve of him! Liam's out of line,

father's temper flared and quickly piled on. "Exactly, Dad. Think about it. If we let Celena take over this deal, she'll get too much power in the company. Next thing you know, Liam will use

words struck a chord. He shot up from his seat, his voice cutting through the air like ice. "Liam thinks he can get the

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