Chapter 618
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In reality, this person was a rival of Edward—a powerful underworld figure who had long been suppressed by Edward. During their recent mission in Plieca, Brenna and Ethan had taken down Edward, paving the way for this rival to seize his assets. That was why Brenna had asked for his help.
While he believed Brenna’s actions had aided him, he was convinced that his own swift moves and abilities were the true reasons for his newfound wealth. He saw Brenna’s involvement as merely speeding up the process. Convincing him had required further negotiations, and she had promised to help him in return.
Seeing the skepticism on Shepard’s and the others’ faces, Brenna decided against elaborating further. Instead, she shifted the conversation, sending them a series of messages and documents. “Look—Ethan and Thiago just found out that not only did Jacob sell his shares, but so did Atley Harper and Kylo Harper, my uncle.”
The color drained from Shepard’s, Ernst’s, and Dalton’s faces as they scanned the documents.
Dalton said angrily, “The Harper Group hasn’t even crumbled yet, and they’re tossing their shares at the first whisper? Ridiculous! Once this storm passes, they’re going to regret this move!”
The documents revealed even more troubling news: the shares had been sold to a slew of buyers, flooding the board with new directors, including Denis and even unsavory characters like Isabella.
Ernst’s face darkened. “Rosie’s crossed a line. She doesn’t have the funds to buy up the Harper Group’s shares herself, so she drags in all these outsiders just to spite us. She’s tarnishing Grandpa’s name! His will explicitly forbade selling shares outside the family. She’s trampling on his legacy!”
Shepard, feeling the weight of devastation, grew dizzy as his blood pressure surged. He reached for his medication but hesitated; he had already hit the limit for the day.
Brenna reached into her bag and handed him a red bottle of pills. “Dad, this is a formula I developed for cardiovascular protection. It’ll help.”
Without hesitation, Shepard took one of the three pills inside—a rare mixture derived from Woodham that Brenna had gotten from the auction. These pills were crafted to prevent and treat cardiovascular diseases, showing remarkable effects on high blood pressure.
𝓒𝓸𝓹𝓲𝒓𝒊𝓰𝒉𝓉 𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓬𝓴 at g𝓪𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝗅𝓈.𝒄0m
Just days ago, Brenna had turned down Amy, who had suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and was willing to pay ten million for just one pill. To Brenna, Amy’s lack of integrity rendered her unworthy of such a precious remedy.
Within five minutes, Shepard felt the dizziness lift. He was impressed, recalling whispers of Brenna studying under a renowned doctor. He hadn’t expected her skills to be so advanced, nor that she could create medicine on her own. Still, he assumed the Pierce family’s longstanding tradition of pharmaceutical excellence had played a role in her expertise.
The four of them settled into a circle to devise their next steps. At 9:15 a.m., fifteen minutes behind schedule, they finally stepped into the boardroom.
The oval table was bustling with attendees, filling every seat.
Brenna’s eyes scanned the room, landing on Isabella, Denis, and Ethan, who offered a discreet wave before texting her that he had secured 1.1% of the Harper Group’s shares.
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