The Jilted Heiress' Return To The High Life

Chapter 240 Are You Questioning My Authority

"I see..." Moses drawled, dragging out the words as if a realization had just struck him. "Ah, is this the same Ashton family that clawed its way back to power-with a little help from a woman?"

"Exactly." Zack picked up the wine glass beside him, swirling the liquid lazily.

He had long noticed Nate's growing interest in Corrine, but he hadn't expected him to go as far as stirring up trouble for the Ashton family over her.

It seemed he had truly fallen hard this time.

Moses frowned in confusion. "What kind of grudge does Nate have against the Ashtons?"

In the business world, the Ashton family was barely in the same league. Logically, there shouldn't be any reason for them to cross paths, let alone clash.

Zack glanced at Moses, a knowing smirk playing on his lips.

Given Moses' temperament, he probably couldn't wrap his head around the fact that

Nate was acting out over a woman.

But Zack had no intention of explaining.

"Don't overthink it. Just focus on your tasks." He patted Moses' shoulder with deliberate emphasis.

Perhaps it wouldn't be long before Nate officially introduced her to them.

The properties under Millard's name occupied prime locations, and the moment news of their sale hit the market, buyers wasted no time making offers.

That solved the compensation issue, but the matter of the land in the southern district was another headache altogether-one that left Millard and Tracy with no choice but to call Bruce.

"Bruce, I know how much the southern district project means to you, but Rita is your sister. You can't just sit back and watch her suffer," Tracy pleaded, her voice trembling. "Rita is a member of the Ashton family, your blood. Her success or failure affects all of us-you know that better than anyone."noveldrama

Bruce clenched his jaw, his teeth grinding together in frustration.

He had to admit-Corrine had backed him into a corner.

The southern district project was a cornerstone of Ashton Group's strategy this year. If they could establish themselves in the southern district's market, the Ashton family's influence in Lyhaton would skyrocket.

Giving up that land meant forfeiting their only shot at competing with Brighton Group.

On one side was his family's legacy; on the other, his sister's fate.

There was no easy choice.

When Bruce remained silent, Tracy's stomach twisted with dread. A wave of panic crashed over her, and she wailed, "Bruce, Rita is your sister! How can you just stand by and let her go to jail? If she gets locked up, I-I won't be able to go on living either!"

Her desperate sobs only intensified Bruce's irritation.

Pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose, he exhaled sharply and snapped, "Tell Corrine-I'll agree to her terms!"

Without another word, he ended the call, unwilling to say anything more.

Alone in his office, he leaned back in his chair, his gaze drifting toward the vast night

sky. The glow of city lights reflected in his eyes as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it in

silence.

A knock at the door broke the quiet. His assistant stepped inside and said, "Mr. Ashton,

Mr. Archer and the other board members are waiting for you."

Bruce's pupils darkened at the mention of the board members. He knew exactly why

they were here. They wanted answers-and accountability.

Snuffing out his cigarette, he straightened his posture and said evenly, "Alright."

As expected, the moment Bruce stepped into the boardroom, he was met with a group of stern-faced board members, led by Calan Archer himself.

"Mr. Ashton, we expect a reasonable explanation from you," Calan stated coldly. "Right after Miss Holland left, the company finds itself in crisis. Are we supposed to believe this is just a coincidence?"

He leaned forward, his gaze sharp with accusation. "Your personal entanglements have thrown the company into chaos-our operations are suffering, and the stock market has taken a hit. As the one in charge, if you can't separate business from your private affairs, perhaps it's time we find someone more capable to lead."

Bruce's expression darkened at the veiled threat. His voice dropped to an icy calm as he

asked, "Mr. Archer, are you questioning my authority?"