Chapter 898:
A faint smirk tugged at Terrance’s lips.
“You’re quite the actor. I wasn’t referring to her.”
Leland blinked, then realization dawned.
“You mean Rylie? She’s had no connection to our family for years. She certainly isn’t giving me orders.”
The shareholders standing behind Terrance exchanged uneasy looks, trying to piece together what they had just heard. Could it be that Rylie hadn’t actually invested in the Kirk family after all?
Terrance remained unconvinced. His expression hardened as he cut straight to the point.
“Is that so? Then why did I see you dining with her at Crestview Group? You seemed quite comfortable together. Are you telling me she didn’t invest in your company?”
Leland’s expression shifted, irritation flashing across his face as he played his part.
“Oh, don’t get me started. I did approach her about acquiring those two plots of land. She’s a billionaire heiress now, so I thought she might be willing to lend us a hand. But—”
He let out a derisive laugh.
“She refused outright. Said the plots were risky and advised us to reconsider the investment. It was just her excuse to turn us down. She had no intention of helping.”
Terrance studied Leland carefully, searching for cracks in his composure. The irritation in Leland’s voice sounded convincing enough to momentarily unsettle him.
“Then who is backing you?” Terrance asked, his brows knitting together.
Leland offered a faint, almost amused smile.
“That falls under our company’s internal affairs, Mr. Owen. Why pry so deeply?”
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Terrance did not answer, but murmurs rose among the shareholders, filling the silence.
“It seems Rylie has been honest from the beginning,” one of them whispered. “She’s always had Detour Inc.’s best interests at heart. If we run into trouble, she’ll surely step in.”
Terrance turned sharply toward them, his patience wearing thin.
“I’ve said it before—this decision is flawless. Once we build skyscrapers on those two plots, our stock value will soar. There’s nothing to worry about.”
Detour Inc. was his territory now. As the largest shareholder and the company’s director, no one dared to challenge him openly.
Leland straightened his tie and spoke evenly.
“I suppose you came today to secure those two plots. In that case, I’ll excuse myself to look into smaller parcels that fit our budget.”
With the purchase concluded and no remaining funds for further bids, the Detour Inc. team began filing out of the hall.
Meanwhile, aboard a private plane, Rylie received Leland’s update. She set her phone aside, her reflection shimmering against the cabin window. Lifting her glass of champagne, she smiled faintly and said, “Let’s celebrate.”
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