She Left She Thrived She’s Worth Billions novel Chapter 956

"No."

Preston shook his head, a dry, self-deprecating smirk on his lips.

"I'm impotent."

Gabriel stared at him, absolutely horrified.

"A man can never admit he can't perform!"

He spun around and frantically flagged down Silas.

"Dr. Carter! Can we double the prescription? If he chugs twice as much, will it cure him faster?"

"You can't just overdose on medicinal compounds!"

Melanie interjected, unable to hold back her exasperation.

"But if he's shooting blanks, isn't that going to ruin your future, Melanie?"

Her cheeks instantly burned hot.

"Stop involving me in this, we're broken up!"

"Oh... future Mrs. Whitmore, then?"

Gabriel quickly corrected himself, looking incredibly pleased.

Melanie: ...

While Melanie and Preston headed back to the Royce Group and Gabriel returned to Stellaris PharmaTech, Alistair dragged Elara into a five-star hotel room.

The Lockridge Group.

Reeking of alcohol, Gavin pushed his way into Holden Lockridge's office.

"Out drinking again? Do you have no shame?"

One look at his grandson's flushed face was all it took for Holden to deduce that Gavin had just crawled out of some dive bar.

"Have you forgotten you're officially suspended? What are you doing here? And reeking of booze, no less... Are you here to throw a tantrum?"

Holden scowled, wearing the heavy disappointment of a patriarch dealing with a hopeless heir.

Gavin had indeed been drinking.

He had come straight from his session with Everett at the Eclipse Noir Club.

Holden raised a brow.

Earlier, at the club, Gavin had asked Everett for his true opinion of Dominic.

Everett had looked him dead in the eye and given his answer:

"A selfish, manipulative hypocrite who will destroy anyone to get what he wants."

Looking back on how Dominic had treated Melanie, how he had manipulated Evelyn Hale, and the sheer hostility he directed at Everett, Gavin realized it was time to wake up.

He used to look up to Dominic as a mentor.

Now, he had no choice but to guard himself against a ruthless snake.

"Grandpa, there are only a handful of people with access to the Lockridge Convalescent Home's official seal, and even fewer with the guts to pull off a stunt like this."

Gavin's tone was righteous, his voice ringing with absolute conviction.

"You grilled him about the drop in the supplement market share recently, right? That gave him the perfect motive."

"Plus, I did some digging. Valiant Manufacturing has a long history of taking under-the-table orders from the Hale Group... All the evidence points directly to Dominic. He commissioned the fake drugs to destroy the Royce Group."