Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 225

Clara had been sitting in the hospital room for a good half-hour, still unable to bring up the topic of the executive rights. She was worried Johnny might really think she was trying to take advantage of him, especially given her past antics, which hadn't exactly painted her in the best light.

Just as she was about to head out, Johnny broke the silence with a question, "Has Greysen been giving you grief?"

Greysen was one of the senior execs with a lot of clout. Clara decided to be upfront. "Yeah, he's got some shares and won't listen to me now. Dad, I was actually hoping you'd let me handle the executive rights for the company. Maybe transfer some shares to me temporarily? Once this whole mess blows over, I'll give them back. I never wanted anything from the Bradford family anyway."

As she finished, she caught a glimpse of sadness in Johnny's eyes, like she'd hit a raw nerve. Clara found herself at a loss for words, just standing there awkwardly.

After what felt like an eternity, Johnny sighed, "I'll have my assistant and lawyer get in touch with you."

"Thanks, Dad."

Leaving the hospital, Clara couldn't shake off the uneasy feeling. It seemed like Johnny might've known what she was going to say all along. After years in the company, he probably knew every exec's quirks like the back of his hand. Still, he'd been the one to bring it up.

Such a major shift in shares was bound to make waves, and the execs were all alerted. Watching her pull off getting so many shares in just a few hours left

Greysen, who was still fuming. "I don't get what Johnny's thinking, handing over so many shares to Clara. Does she even

if you're so sure the Bradford family

the shares. His face turned a deep shade of red. This woman was after his shares. He slammed the table. "Clara! You're out of line! Just so you know,

have ties at Ferguson Corporation. But she wasn't fazed. Who knew if he was bluffing

for your shares. My dad just gave me the reins, and he company's direction is in my hands now. I'll be honest, I've got a buyer lined up. In a month, the company will be sold for a low price, making everyone's shares worthless. But they've promised me a cool two billion as a retirement package,

out. She just needed to hand over control and shares, and the company would no longer be under the Bradford name. Outsiders would take charge, likely starting by clearing out the

in shock, his anger visible. "The company is your father's life's work.

laughed. "Why would I need his permission? You know how the Bradford family's treated me. I only stepped into the company

"Clara!!"

livid, feeling like his head might explode, but

at Ferguson Corporation. They were close enough to help each other out from time to time,