NovelEnglishChapter 147
Meanwhile, at the Stone family's house.
Cheryl, her face marred by bruises, cried in Yafe's study. "Dad, Liam has gone too far! Look what he did to my face, how badly he's hurt me! I won't just let this slide, and as for Celena..."
Yafe's face darkened with fury as he threw the cup across the room, his voice thundering, "Liam has crossed the line, living under our roof and attacking you repeatedly! He shows no respect, Cheryl, cwith me. We're going to see Mr. Stone. I can't believe he'd dare to act like this on our turf!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCheryl hurried after him, worried, lacing her voice, "Dad, what about the deal? What do we do? Are we going to just roll over and let Celena have it?"
With a distant smirk, Yafe replied, "Don't worry, I've got a plan up my sleeve."
Let Celena take over? Not a chance. Even though she was his flesh and blood, Yafe never saw eye to eye with her. And with Liam in the picture, they would be left with nothing if she took control.
They couldn't let Celena anywhere near that deal.
Before long, Yafe marched into Mr. Stone's yard, Cheryl in tow, her face bruised and untreated—a deliberate choice.
"Dad, just look at Cheryl! Look what that outsider Liam has done to her! He's running wild in our house, with no respect for our rules! If Celena secures this deal and digs her heels into the company, what's to stop Liam from lording over us all?" Yafe raged at Mr. Stone, his every word seething with anger and a fierce desire to protect the Stone family's legacy.
Cheryl crumpled to the floor at Mr. Stone's feet, her sobs shaking her whole body as tears poured down her cheeks. She was the picture of misery.
"Grandpa, you have to help me!" she wailed. "Liam's gone completely nuts! I barely said two words to Celena, and he just lost it, and gavea beating! I told him, 'This is the Stone family's turf, and we don't take kindly to strangers stepping out of line!' However, Liam? He said he couldn't care less about the Stone family!"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHer performance was Oscar-worthy, to say the least.
Mr. Stone's face turned to ice as he listened to her sob story. With a sharp crack, he slammed his cup down on the table, his eyes—a stormy mix of cloudiness and age—blazing with fury. "The nerve of him! Liam's out of line, acting like he doesn't know whose roof he's living under. If it weren't for our family's generosity, where would he be?"
Yafe saw his chance as his father's temper flared and quickly piled on. "Exactly, Dad. Think about it. If we let Celena take over this deal, she'll get too much power in the company. Next thing you know, Liam will use it to take over our company. We'd be... Dad, you need to consider this carefully!"
Mr. Stone's thoughts raced, and Yafe's words struck a chord. He shot up from his seat, his voice cutting through the air like ice. "Liam thinks he can get the upper hand over the Stone family? He's not even close to ready for that. Con, we're going to Celena's right now to set this straight!"
Mr. Stone stormed off, fuming with anger, with Yafe and Cheryl in tow, heading straight for the quaint courtyard where Celena and Liam were.
Liam just took Jovie out to grab ssnacks, leaving Celena by herself to sort through papers and tweak her project plans.
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