Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 223

Even though everyone else was seated, they all stayed silent, acting like Clara wasn't even there.

Clara kept her cool, but she was anxious about the rule Johnny had put in place years ago: any big project needed seventy-five percent of the execs on board.

Back then, Johnny wanted everyone to feel included, so he didn't give himself the power to just say no and shut things down.

Clara furrowed her brow and addressed the remaining executives, "I'll talk this over with my dad. I hope you all can come to a decision within three days."

Then, she walked out of the company. Today was her first time at Bradford Enterprises, so it made sense that this crowd hadn't warmed up to her yet.

To get her plan through, she needed to take the reins at Bradford Corporation. But that power wasn't something Johnny could just hand over. She needed shares. Asking for shares now felt like she might be seen as trying to cash in on the situation.

is just too young and messed up. She's been on a hunger strike for a whole day and night. She won't get up unless you forgive her. Plus, she's returned that billion dollars she

hard,

wasn't the best time for this talk, and her eyes were red with emotion. "What can we do? The Ferguson family found out. When I went over the wedding plans with them this morning,

that, despite knowing Quinn wasn't entirely genuine, seeing her so frail

few moments to regain his breath before suddenly asking, "How do you know she's not just putting on

question. After all, Quinn was a

"But honey..."

You spoilt her too much. That's

been good to me. Do you think Clara's any better? The moment you were out of commission, she rushed into the company. She'll probably be here soon, asking for shares and

of knocking. She suddenly felt unsure of

said he was too tired for

her expression was far from welcoming. She suspected Clara had a few tricks up her sleeve, which was why she orchestrated that whole projection