The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 1666 Wrong Decisions

The scene grew tense as former Whitman family associates now stared at their phones, eyes rimmed red with regret. If they had known about this drastic twist and that the Whitman family had such powerful backing, they would never have voted to oust them.

Meanwhile, every breath sent pain through Edison's battered organs. "You guys... call the police..." With each word, more blood dripped from his lips. "What are all of you doing?"

But the other members were transfixed by their screens, as if they had lost all their senses.

Edison tried to struggle away from Wynter, who gave him a chance to do so, throwing him aside to the floor.

Just then, his secretary scrambled over, desperate. "Mr. Waldron, n-never mind calling the police! Why... Why haven't you checked your phone yet?"

Edison, still reeling from the pain, had barely thought of anything else. He was fixated on seeing Wynter jailed, convinced she was nothing more than an unrefined troublemaker country bumpkin.

serious have happened? His mind clicked into

of things, his phone rang, and he instinctively answered it. The voice on the other end belonged to a dealer he had persuaded to break

we're just average people trying to do business. We can't handle these high-stakes

you say the Whitman family was about to go under? You promised us deals with profit margins 50 percent above industry standards if we terminated our

bankrupt, but their stock value even doubled several times over! Mr. Waldron,

mind repeated the words he just heard. This

sweat pouring down his face,

can't be! Mr. Keller... Mr. Keller's

He knew Lucas was recently appointed to oversee and rectify significant affairs in the area, and Edison had been trying to curry favor

sense of what he

hands trembled as he thought of Fredric. He was sure he needed Fredric's support now,