The Successor Vote was set to take place at the Lee Ancestral Hall.
Nestled deep within Highcrest Ridge on the outskirts of Eldervale, the sprawling valley boasted dozens of lavish estates, all owned by the formidable Lee family.
By early morning, a fleet of luxury cars poured in from every direction, lining the hillside driveways. The usually tranquil mountain air quickly filled with the hum of aggressive corporate posturing.
Catherine had fiercely insisted that Jasper come with her.
The little boy sat on her lap, craning his neck to look out the window. "Mommy? Are we finding Mommy?"
"I promise, Jasper. As soon as I finish up here, we're going straight to her," Catherine said, stroking his hair to keep her voice steady.
Geoffrey sat beside her in the back of the spacious SUV, his legs crossed, eyes closed in arrogant relaxation.
"The kid stays in the car," he ordered without opening his eyes.
Hearing his booming voice, Jasper whimpered and buried his face in Catherine's chest, his tiny body trembling on the verge of tears.
Catherine held him tighter. "You're going to stay in the car for just a little bit, okay? I'm going to give you a phone, and we'll stay on a video call the entire time."
She pulled two phones from her designer bag and instantly connected a video chat between them.
Jasper stubbornly pushed the screen away. "No!" He clung to her, desperately gripping her like a lifeline. He wasn't going to let her leave.
"Let the brat cry, it builds character. The driver will watch him. You're not walking into a boardroom staring at a video call like a fool." Geoffrey lunged forward, trying to snatch the phone from her hand.
Catherine jerked her arm back, shooting him a death glare that could freeze hell over.
"Jasper, please. I have to go inside and do something very important. You have to be a brave boy, okay?" she pleaded.
She hadn't said a single word to Geoffrey all morning, refusing to acknowledge his existence.
Terrified by the sudden aggressive grab, Jasper instantly snatched the phone from Catherine, holding it tight.
The winding mountain road had given Catherine a splitting headache. After what felt like an eternity, the SUV finally pulled to a stop.




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