Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 121

Sylvia remained silent for a few seconds before saying, “Alright, | understand.”

Hasn't the old fox, Greg, driven Edgar out of Frant City, according to Jade?

He cback so quickly. She thought to herself and subconsciously glanced at the man, who was still mopping

the floor.

The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, wearing a white shirt and black trousers-an unexpectedly

harmonious combination.

From Frant City’s top boss to a young male servant, he adapted very quickly. Sylvia even began to suspect that

he had experienced similar things before. Or perhaps he had undergone inhuman training?

Despite doing something very humiliating, he still exuded an air of dignity, as if it were ingrained in his

bones.

Moreover, Sylvia noticed that, due to his tall stature, he could only kneel with his legs curled mopping the floor.

After just a short while, it seemed like he was sweating again, and there were traces of

up while

blood on his thin lips.

It seemed that this posture... not only exhausted him but also caused pain?

His waist...

Sylvia walked over and spoke in a calm tone, “Stop mopping for now; we'll reslater. Cwithto the

company.”

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked away. As she turned around, she caught a glimpse of

someone seeming to exhale in relief.

And when he stood up, he intentionally supported his right side of the waist and quietly rubbed his knee.

Sylvia didn’t say anything, calmly withdrew her gaze, and took the lead in leaving. Edgar silently followed her

into the car.

The Fallen Group

Just as they reached the entrance to the CEO's office, the door wasn’t completely closed, and a small gap

remained.

The arrogant voice of Greg, that old fox, could be heard.

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“Call and ask where she is? Hurry up and csee me! The Fallen family hasn't been wiped out yet; when is it

her turn, a divorced woman, to manage...”

Sylvia stood at the door and listened for a while, then turned to ask Edgar, “What should | do when | go in later?”

Edgar nodded and said, “Tell the truth.”

Upon receiving the answer, Sylvia was satisfied, withdrew her gaze, pushed open the door, and walked in,

looking at the person sitting on the guest sofa.

“Master Fallen, it’s been a long tsince we’ve seen each other. Your fiery temper hasn't changed a bit; no

wonder Grandfather couldn't rest assured and hand over the Fallen family to you.”

This statement hit the nail on the head and struck deep into Greg's heart.

When Sylvia mentioned it, his face instantly turned green with anger. He felt unappreciated by his father, and

this had always made him resentful.

“How do you speak to your elders?”

Sylvia calmly sat on the sofa opposite him, her expression indifferent, and sneered, “Respect is indeed due to

elders who are gentle and polite. But do you qualify?”

“You!”

Greg glared at her, his mustache almost twitching.

Even though both of them were sitting, Sylvia's calm and composed demeanor made Greg visibly shorter in

terms of aura.

As Greg was about to continue berating her, he caught sight of a familiar figure standing beside her out of the

corner of his eye.

Upon closer inspection, wasn’t that Edgar, who had been missing for stime?

“Edgar, when did you cback? Since you're already back, why did you allow this woman to snatch away the

Fallen Family?”

Edgar stated expressionlessly, “Uncle, | only returned yesterday afternoon, and when | cback, everything

had already been settled.”

“Settled my foot!”

Greg angrily slammed the tea table: “With the 40% shares that Grandfather gave you, plus your many years of

running the Fallen Group, you hold significant authority among the shareholders. How could

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you allow this woman to take the position of the person in power?”

Edgar explained, “Uncle, aside from your 15%, she has acquired all the other scattered shares of the company.

There are no other shareholders, and she is the largest shareholder of the Fallen Group.”

“What?”

Greg was suspicious. How was this different from what Jade had described?

Belinda, who was standing next to them, astutely placed the share register on the tea table.

Greg carefully reviewed it, and his face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Yesterday, when he was not in Frant City, if Edgar hadn't returned, she would indeed have been able to take

charge of the company. However... he had been yearning for the position of the person in power for so many

years. He couldn't let this woman, an outsider, take it so easily.

His eyes shifted, and he looked at Edgar, who was standing there.

“Why are you standing there doing nothing? As the second-largest shareholder of the company, cand sit

here.”

Sylvia also glanced at Edgar.

He pressed his lips together without answering, keeping his head lowered, resembling a proud lion whose claws

had been dulled.

Sylvia was pleased with his obedient appearance and looked back at Greg, explaining with a smile, “I'll speak for

him. Because he is currently my servant, in conversations between masters, he is naturally only qualified to

stand.”

Greg stared at them in disbelief, observing the interaction between Sylvia and Edgar.

It seemed that Sylvia's words took him quite stto digest.

When he finally reacted, he couldn't contain his anger any longer and exclaimed. “You despicable scoundrel!

Have you signed a contract to sell yourself? You act subserviently and meekly in front of a woman, bowing and

nodding, tarnishing the reputation of the Fallen Family!”

Greg himself was a stubborn traditionalist in his thinking.

Moreover, the Fallen Family had produced a comparatively outstanding and promising heir.

Although he was reluctant to see Edgar surpass him and take the position of heir, after Edgar assumed the role,

he undeniably elevated the Fallen Family to unprecedented heights, allowing Greg to enjoy generous dividends

from the shares he owned.

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And now, he was being controlled by a woman!

His anger surged from his heart, and he rushed over, delivering a fierce slap. “Today, I'll personally teach you a

lesson on behalf of the old master and your father!”

Edgar saw him charging towards him but made no attempt to dodge, not even furrowing his brow.

With a crisp sound of impact, Edgar let out a muffled groan as his left cheek visibly swelled up and blood

streaked from the corner of his mouth.

His current physical condition couldn't withstand the force of this slap, causing him to lose control and fall to the

ground.

Sylvia, quick to react, caught him.

Greg hadn't vented enough of his anger, raising his palm again, ready to deliver a second slap.

But Sylvia grabbed his hand and forcefully pushed him back, saying, “This isn’t the Fallen Family ancestral hall,

nor is it your Fallen Family’s company. If you want to fight someone, go back and do it there. Don’t put on a show

in front of me.”

The nearby bodyguards swiftly intervened, forcibly pressing Greg back onto the sofa.

Edgar had already regained his balance. He wiped away the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth, his expression

still calm.

Even when Greg rushed right up to his face, he didn’t blink. His deep black eyes were like a bottomless pool,

pondering God knows what.

Seeing the miserable look on his little face, Sylvia beca bit angry.

She glared fiercely at Greg and mocked, “By the way, the old mansion is no longer the Fallen Family's, Those

rigid and stubborn old traditions in the ancestral hall should be abolished!”

The old mansion was also taken away by this woman?

Greg, filled with frustration, thought of that wasteful woman, Yvonne, and then looked at Edgar's indifferent

demeanor, pointing at him and cursing, “Do you even realize that you're aiding and abetting wrongdoing? I left

Frant City two days ago because | discovered that the old master’s death was very likely related to this woman!”

As soon as these words were spoken, Edgar's lowered gaze finally shifted towards Greg.

Greg gritted his teeth and continued, “This woman was the one who caused the old master's death! Now she’s

plotting to seize the Fallen Family's assets, scheming with great depth! We cannot allow such a

woman to remain!”

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He gave Edgar a meaningful glance.

“Indecision leads to chaos! Edgar, you need to make a decision early!”