BuzzNovelChapter 223
Even though everyone else was seated, they all stayed silent, acting like Clara wasn't even there.
Clara kept her cool, but she was anxious about the rule Johnny had put in place years ago: any big project
needed seventy-five percent of the execs on board.
Back then, Johnny wanted everyone to feel included, so he didn't give himself the power to just say no and shut
things down.
Clara furrowed her brow and addressed the remaining executives, "I'll talk this over with my dad. | hope you all
can cto a decision within three days."
Then, she walked out of the company. Today was her first tat Bradford Enterprises, so it made sense that this
crowd hadn't warmed up to her yet.
To get her plan through, she needed to take the reins at Bradford Corporation. But that power wasn't something
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtJohnny could just hand over. She needed shares. Asking for shares now felt like she might be seen as trying to
cash in on the situation.
Clara quickly drove to the hospital where Johnny was. Before she even opened the door to his room, she
overheard Naomi saying, "Quinn is just too young and messed up. She's been on a hunger strike for a whole day
and night. She won't get up unless you forgive her. Plus, she's returned that billion dollars she made. She hasn't
touched a dime."
Johnny was coughing hard, looking utterly exhausted.
Naomi knew it wasn't the best tfor this talk, and her eyes were red with emotion. "What can we do? The
Ferguson family found out. When | went over the wedding plans with them this morning, they were icy. I'm
scared they might call off the engagement."
Naomi had cared for Quinn for so long that, despite knowing Quinn wasn't entirely genuine, seeing her so frail
broke her heart. She just wouldn't blindly defend her anymore now.
Johnny took a few moments to regain his breath before suddenly asking, "How do you know she's not just putting
on a show?"
Naomi was taken aback by the question. After all, Quinn was a master of tics, her performances almost
eerily convincing.
"But honey..."
"Enough. You spoilt her too much. That's why she's like this."
Naomi felt uneasy too, hesitating before stubbornly saying, "Even if Quinn's intentions aren't pure, she's always
been good to me. Do you think Clara's any better? The moment you were out of commission, she rushed into the
company. She'll probably be here soon, asking for shares and control."
Clara paused, her fingers just shy of knocking. She suddenly felt unsure of what to say.
Naomi continued to grumble, but Johnny said he was too tired for more.
Clara was still at the door when Naomi emerged. Naomi wasn't looking at her with the sdisdain as before,
but her expression was far from welcoming. She suspected Clara had a few tricks up her sleeve, which was why
she orchestrated that whole projection event.
Clara stepped into the room, debating whether to speak up.
Surprisingly, Johnny seemed to know why she'd come. "Running into sproblems?"
"Dad, our company has the final say on the project design, but Quinn's contract with Ferguson Corporation
allows them to bring all their businesses into the mall. | was thinking we could exploit a loophole-if we don't build
the mall..."
Johnny sighed, staring out the window. "Have you thought about how this would upset Dylan?"
And it wouldn't just upset him. It'd be a major slight, as they just treated Ferguson Corporation like they were
nothing more than a toy.
Clara knew this all too well, but she felt trapped. Lowering her lashes, she said, "Mr. Dylan is a man of character
and class. He wouldn't lash out at the Bradford family over our broken word. At most, he'd just cut ties with us."
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