Shining Bright After Rebirth (Diana and Steven) novel Chapter 907

Chapter 907 Shouldn’t I Enjoy Myself? 

Queenie froze, staring at Diana. Her mind flashed back to the day Diana had coldly declared that she’d drag her into hell. 

Diana’s eyes gleamed with mockery. “What’s wrong, Queenie? Cat got your tongue? When you schemed against me, did I ever not suffer in silence? And now, when I’m just returning the favor, you think throwing yourself on the ground, crying, and playing the victim will wipe your slate clean? 

“Let me tell you something, Queenie. A person’s character, their upbringing, even their wealth and power… they all go hand in hand. With your kind of morals, how long do you think you’ll keep strutting around like a peacock?” 

Diana believed in karma. Her second chance at life had only strengthened that belief. 

This time, she would see Queenie get what was coming to her. 

Queenie’s body trembled violently. She had blood on her hands. and had committed more sins than she could count. But karma? 

She scoffed at the idea. 

“Diana, you’re better off dead!” she hissed through clenched teeth, her eyes blazing with hatred. 

She wanted nothing more than to tear Diana apart right then and there. But deep down, she knew she didn’t stand a chance. 

Diana didn’t even bother sparing her another glance. “Grandma, let’s go.” 

Helen was just about to leave when George stepped in front of them, blocking their way. 

“Grandma, I’m your grandson! Why are you siding with her? Diana is nothing! You can’t leave with her!” 

Helen looked up at him, sighing at the stubborn streak in his eyes. She wanted to pat his shoulder to calm him, but he was too tall, so she settled for a resigned shake of her head. 

“Steven, I’m not going to interfere with your plans. Focus on building your career. As for the company, it’s still under your father’s name. But let’s be honest. Look at him. He’s completely lost his way. 

“I’ve heard rumors that he’s keeping two girls on the side. Girls younger than you, no less. He’s spending his days in drunken debauchery. With a lifestyle like that, how can he possibly manage a company? No wonder the business has been in shambles these past few years. He’s simply not fit to lead anymore. 

“I’ve made my decision. I’m transferring the management rights. to you. Take the company and make something of it.” 

Andrew’s face turned beet red, clearly caught off guard. 

“Mom… isn’t it normal for men to have a few women outside?” he mumbled weakly. 

Her sharp gaze silenced him instantly. 

She turned back to George with a softer expression. “Sweetheart, just wait for my good news. And one more thing. I’m done 

staying here. If you don’t let me leave, I’ll take back the management rights and kick you and your father out on the street.” 

Helen finally revealed her trump card. 

It was all too clear that they wanted nothing more than to seize control of the company. 

Their blatant attempts to confine her here were a calculated move to isolate and manipulate Steven. 

Their smug expressions, so confident in their presumed victory, filled her with disdain.. 

She was determined to show them just how foolish it was to challenge her, a battle they were destined to lose. 

Andrew, clearly flustered, snapped, “Mom, do you have to be so heartless?” 

She raised an unimpressed eyebrow. “Have you done anything worthwhile for the company these past few years? Andrew, let’s face it. You’re past your prime. Your son is more capable than you are. 

“Let him take over. Focus on your hobbies. Go have fun with your women and stop meddling in business.” 

Hearing his mother air his dirty laundry in front of everyone left 

Seeing his reaction, Helen smirked. “What’s this? You’re actually embarrassed? If you’re ashamed now, you should’ve thought twice before doing all those disgraceful things. 

“Move, will you? I’m still your mother, and I’ve lived long 

When Andrew didn’t budge, Helen jabbed him sharply in the side. 

Her resolute stance made Andrew’s frustration boil over, but he exhaled slowly, trying to rein in his temper. Finally, he relented, his tone noticeably less combative. 

She had always been there for him when he was sick, finding the best doctors. 

If he had to give credit to anyone for truly being a mother, it was her.