Chapter 848:
“If I were the sole heir of the Morgan family,” Frank murmured, his eyes dark with longing, “everything would belong to me. I’d finally stand tall before your father instead of being mocked as some live-in son-in-law.”
For a man like him — driven and proud — the title stung like an open wound.
It wasn’t love that made him endure the insult. While his hands gently kneaded Kristen’s shoulders and his words promised devotion, what truly burned inside him was hunger — the need to prove himself, to command power, to turn ambition into something tangible.
The elite families aboard the ship lost interest in further discussions.
A few families, shaken by Johnny’s downfall, huddled together in low, urgent whispers, debating how to mend ties with the Morgans before the window closed for good.
Johnny sat apart, hollow-eyed and silent. The jeers and accusations swirled around him, but he no longer reacted. His bodyguards eventually stepped in, guiding him back to his quarters to recover and contact his grandmother Hulda for an emergency family meeting.
Meanwhile, those who had kept their distance from Johnny made swift, quiet moves. They began buying back the Morgan Group shares they had hastily sold earlier that day.
It was the smarter play — better to regain favor than lose half a fortune by misreading the tides.
By dawn, Morgan Group’s stock price had soared. Those who stayed loyal reaped the rewards, while the ones who’d turned their backs could only watch in regret.
No one had expected it. The Morgan family — once dismissed as finished — had reclaimed its power overnight, rising again with the kind of force that left the city breathless.
Because of his age, Kendrick preferred to avoid such social gatherings and stayed in his room. When Marcus informed him of the situation, he exhaled in relief, comforted that his beloved granddaughter was safe.
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After a moment of contemplation, he remarked, “I don’t believe Brad owns Havenridge Group, yet his connection with them is extraordinary. I’ve never heard of anyone managing to make Havenridge’s chief executive assistant travel personally by helicopter to deliver a ten-billion-dollar contract.”
He fell silent briefly, his expression thoughtful. “It’s as though every step was designed to let Brad outshine Johnny in front of the upper circle, forcing them to abandon their deceit. The purpose is evident — to assert dominance.”
Marcus agreed with a nod. “Precisely, Grandpa. I share the same thought.”
“Where is Rylie now?” Kendrick inquired.
Marcus answered, “She’s with Brad on the observation deck, stargazing.”
Kendrick nodded slowly and let out a weary sigh. “If that’s what she’s chosen, I’ll respect it. I won’t allow this family to lose her. We’ll side with her and Brad.”
Although the Owens stood as the wealthiest among them all, they had always remained neutral in political matters, keeping their distance from factional disputes. Yet now, for Rylie’s sake, their silence was no longer possible; they were being drawn into the conservative side.
Marcus gave a faint smile. “Quite the turn of events, isn’t it?”
Kendrick scoffed lightly. “Regardless, your main duty is to safeguard your sister. Make sure she won’t be targeted.”
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