The Scorned Heiress: No More Mercy novel Chapter 498

If he hands her those two-faced snakes on a silver platter, she will undoubtedly be thrilled. And maybe, in her good mood, she will finally give him the time of day. It is almost comical—the ruthless CEO of the Calhoun Corporation, practically begging for a scrap of attention. No one in the corporate world would ever believe it.

Meanwhile, the fallout from the collapsed construction site under the Calhoun Corporation's banner continues to dominate the headlines. Danny deliberately stays out of the crossfire, leaving Garrison to handle the mess.

Unsurprisingly, Garrison is completely out of his depth. The shareholders are growing restless. When their profits are threatened, they do not need any prompting from Danny to rip Garrison apart in the boardroom. Out of options, a desperate Garrison comes crawling back to his nephew.

"Uncle Garrison," Danny says, crossing his arms and leaning back in his leather chair with a faint, mocking smile. "You fought tooth and nail to run this project. Now that it's going up in flames, you want to wash your hands of it?"

Beneath his polite, sophisticated exterior lies a suffocating, predatory aura that commands the room.

Garrison swallows his pride, grinding his teeth in silent fury as he forces himself to yield. "I never anticipated something like this. Those uneducated peasants are completely unreasonable, spreading vicious rumors online to destroy the company's reputation!"

"I can't get through to them," Garrison continues. "I'm stepping down from the project. You and your team need to take over."

Garrison leaps out of his chair, his face purple with rage. "Are you trying to strip me of all my power? You want to turn me into a useless figurehead!"

"What's wrong with being a figurehead?" Danny mocks, stepping forward to pat Garrison condescendingly on the shoulder. "Look at Grant. He lives a life of pure luxury with zero responsibilities. It's a blessing. I wish someone would let me retire early. Besides, we're family. What's mine is yours, right?"

The patronizing gesture leaves Garrison trembling with unfiltered rage.