Chapter 199
"Back then, didn't you do the sby slowly seizing everything from Mom until you left her with nothing,
making her die in despair? But unlike you, I'm not that ruthless. | won't drive you to death, nor will I harm Zack.
"If you hand over the company sooner rather than later, | might even consider training Zack, turning him into a
competent assistant forin the future." Angela's tone was cold, and her gaze was fixed on Bill, filled with
nothing but mockery.
This man had never reflected on his mistakes. At his core, he was nothing but a selfish, despicable creature.
"You... you'll never get what you want!" Bill sneered through gritted teeth, his voice icy and resolute. "Even if you
kill me, I'll never let you have your way!"
Angela leisurely rose from her seat. "Suit yourself, then. Take care. I'll be leaving now."
She truly didn't care. With Bill's doctor firmly in her grasp, she wasn't worried. This weak, pathetic man would
eventually have to submit to her.
Tpassed quickly. In less than a week, the hospital contacted Angela. Bill's condition had deteriorated
significantly, and he wanted to see her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Surpassing the master, eh? Angela, you're just like your grandfather. You truly are his granddaughter," Bill said
weakly, lying on the hospital bed.
It had only been a few days, but he looked as if he had aged a decade. His skin was dull, and he resembled
someone already at death's door.
"You flatter me." Angela smiled.
"You... You've had people watchingaround the clock. You cutoff from the outside world and forbade
anyone from visiting me. It's all to forceto my death. You... Ha, you little wretch! Now you've finally gotten
what you wanted," Bill hissed through clenched teeth, his voice trembling with fury and despair.
He tried to provoke Angela, but she merely smiled faintly. "You should focus on taking care of your health.
Otherwise, you won't live to see the company flourish in my hands."
Bill let out a cold snort, yet he couldn't help but ask, "What do you wantto do?"
At this point, he had no other choice. Angela controlled his lifeline. It was as if a sharp sword was being held
above his head, ready to take his life at any moment.
Angela's smile deepened, carrying a hint of amusement. "Here's the deal-hold a press conference and publicly
announce that your illness has nothing to do withand that we remain the closest of father and daughter pair
ever. Then, in a
month's time, formally hand over the position of CEO to me."
"You really have planned this out well!" Bill nearly choked out of rage. He glared
daggers at Angela as if he wanted to tear her to pieces.
"What can | do? After all, I'm your daughter. If don't secure my position, who knows who might try to tripup
in secret? How would | possibly survive?" Angela's eyes glimmered with a hint of genuine amusement, and for
the first time, her smile was utterly sincere.
Bill had no choice. He was like meat on the chopping block, at the mercy of
others. He could only comply.
A few days later, Graham Group's PR department released a short video. It
featured Bill himself, recorded at the hospital.
In the video, he sat quietly in the
hospital garden, smiling as he
calmly addressed the rumors. He explained that his illness was a
result of years of overwork and had nothing to do with his beloved
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdaughter.
He then urged everyone not to believe or spread unfounded rumors and to foster
a safe, healthy, and clean online environment for all.
The moment the video went public, the online outrage against Angela subsided instantly.
There were swho speculated Bill had lost his power and had been forced into submission. But who really
cared?
The truth about the situation was only known to the few involved, and that was enough.
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