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Gianna’s imagination spun dark pictures of herself inside the company. She saw herself not as a leader but as someone sent to do useless chores. The thought made her chest tighten.
Regina’s voice turned steady, her tone calm and full of certainty. “Don’t trouble yourself with that. Raymond values pharmaceutical talent more than anything. He cares for people who can create formulas and grow rare herbs.”
Her eyes flashed as she leaned closer.
“Rare herbs are nearly impossible to grow now. The Institute of Medicine needs them most of all. As the country’s largest supplier, if Nygard Group fails to provide for them, or if the company loses pharmaceutical talent, the damage will be enormous.”
Regina’s mind worked like a machine. She knew the company inside and out. Every weakness. Every plan for the future. Nothing escaped her.
Gianna’s lip trembled as she spoke, her voice small and uneasy. “But I don’t feel sure about this field.”
She had enough clarity to admit it. She wasn’t the one who chose this path. Her mother had forced it on her. Because of that, she had never done well.
As a star, she could rely on her charm. She could lean on her popularity. But research was different. Cultivation was different. She couldn’t cheat in this world.
She knew in her heart that she might need a different road.
Regina did not flinch. She reached out and pressed her daughter’s hand, her tone smooth and soothing.
“You don’t need to fear. I will pave the way for you. I will handle every detail.”
Confidence radiated from her like iron. This was no sudden whim. This was a plan she had prepared for years.
Gianna’s hesitation still lingered in her eyes, and Regina’s voice grew more insistent.
“You are not going there forever. It’s only a step. Once the scandals fade, you can return to the spotlight. No one will stop you.
“For now, you must enter Nygard Group. You must silence those greedy shareholders. You must create results that will shut their mouths. Then you can return to the industry whenever you
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The resistance drained from Gianna’s face. Her doubts dissolved. She nodded quickly, her eyes. lighting with excitement. “Fine. I’ll do it.”
The plan now looked perfect in her eyes. If she built her standing inside Nygard Group, her comeback would shine brighter than ever. It was the best of both worlds. She no longer had
reason to resist.
Regina spoke.
“This is the right choice. I’ll speak with your father soon. You don’t need to worry. Let me handle everything.”
Her confidence was absolute. With Raymond wrapped around her finger, Emery blind with affection for Gianna, and Emery’s sons ready to protect her, there was no obstacle.
Gianna would walk into Nygard Group’s headquarters as management without resistance.
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Outside the company, the internet seethed like fire. The scandal would not die down. Marcelo had poured money into silencing it again and again. Each time, he failed.
Behind the curtain, Jeremy’s hand pulled every string. He had his people working the chaos, refusing to let it rest.
The company wanted peace. But Jeremy would never allow it.
Now, Nygard Entertainment faced more than reputation collapse. Lawsuits loomed.
Dane, Amelia’s lawyer, struck back. He filed a counterclaim, accusing Nygard Group of slander and defamation. He demanded they pay the cost.
Marcelo was unraveling.
Frustration burned through him like fire in dry brush. His mind ached under the weight. For the first time, he saw no way out.
He reached for his phone in desperation. He called Amelia.
The line refused him. She had blocked his number.
His face twisted with rage. He had no choice but to grab his assistant’s phone. He dialed again.
It continued to ring endlessly. At last, it connected. Marcelo’s voice exploded the instant he heard the line open. His tone was sharp, his words biting as he shouted his question into the receiver.
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