Standing Before Love (Myra and Sean) novel Chapter 653

The grandfather and granddaughter stared at each other for a long time. It gave Heather the confidence that Robert’s heart had started to sway, so she persisted in trying to convince him. Without his help, she would never succeed in this matter.

Unlike Tony, she didn’t have control of the Langston Group. For her to play this game, she would need to have Robert’s support.

“I know you must be thinking that I owe you so much, Heather. Alright, then. I’ll support you whole-heartedly this time,” he finally promised, just as Heather expected.

“Thank you, Grandpa.” Only then did she stand up. This was her first time kneeling for someone and it would be her last.

“Remember that the Langston Group must live on, Heather, so think twice before you do anything,” he exhorted. While Robert was willing to give her the power, he still hoped she would be careful.

“Don’t worry, Grandpa. I will do my best to protect the Langston Group.” After all, Heather cared about the group as well, and would never risk it if she had any other choice.

“I believe you. You’re a good child. From now on, the Langston Group is yours.” At Robert’s age, it was time to relinquish his power to someone much younger than him.

“I’m sorry, Grandpa.” In truth, she felt ashamed for forcing him to step down and hand over control of the Langston Group to her.

Patting her shoulder, he reassured, “Don’t overthink it. I’m getting on in my years, anyway, and I should be giving up my power.”

While Blake was the one in power at the Langston Group all these years, the truth was that Robert was actually the one in charge with Heather manipulating things behind the scenes.

For him to pass the torch on to her now proved how much trust he had in her. Even if he was always fond of her, he hadn’t previously been willing to relinquish all of his power. Now, however, he was truly taking a backseat.

“Don’t put yourself under too much pressure, okay? I trust you can turn the situation around,” he said, no longer treating her as cruelly as before. After thinking about it, he had come to the conclusion that what she said made sense.

Just because he highly valued the Langston Group, it didn’t mean he didn’t care about the lives of his family members. Heather was right—if those people could kidnap Myra, there was no saying whether they would harm a Langston as well.

That was something Robert couldn’t condone. No matter how important the Langston Group was, it couldn’t compare to the lives of his family members. It was his failure to understand that all those years ago that caused the death of Claris. Thus, he made the decision to hand over the reins now.

“I hope so too, Grandpa,” Heather answered from beside him with an inscrutable look. He didn’t know what she was thinking about, but he could feel the weight of her burdens.

As he watched her leave, he let out a long and tired sigh. The road ahead would be treacherous and his only hope was that she would be able to survive it.

Never could he have foreseen that all of the Langston Family’s heavy burdens would ultimately rest on his granddaughter’s frail shoulders. At this moment, he hated himself for being powerless and even more for not having fostered good successors.

After everything Heather did for the Langston Family, all she had to show for it was their lack of understanding. Robert didn’t know when he would be able to rectify the situation, but all he hoped was that they would show more understanding for the hardships she endured.

Meanwhile, as Heather walked into the study, she kept her back straight and her head held high. There wasn’t any emotion in her eyes. She was long prepared for the difficult period that would ensue, but her family was not.

Time passed quickly and day soon turned to night. Under the lamplight, Heather read through her computer with a sneer on her lips. It seemed that unbeknownst to her, perhaps because she had been in Bradfort City for too short a time, dark forces had infiltrated the place a long time ago.

These dark powers had been in the city for a long time and could now be found everywhere. They had shocking might and while she couldn’t be certain how scary they truly were, she dared not make a move for now.

The situation was getting trickier and trickier, and her gaze grew hateful and even icier as her grip tightened on the computer mouse. She had to think of a way to flip the situation on its head. Currently, it was looking increasingly worse for the Langston Family, and she couldn’t imagine what would happen in the future.

“Should I trust you, Matty?” Heather asked herself.

How confused I must be to be thinking about Matthias at this time! However, she couldn’t say yet if he was a friend or a foe. While she truly believed he cared about her, she wouldn’t dare wager on his goals in business.

There had to be a reason the Locke Group suddenly moved to Bradfort City. While she tried to get the answer from him many times, he always succeeded in changing the topic.

She was dying to know the intention of the Locke Family. After everything she heard about their head, she wished badly to be able to visit him at the Locke Residence. Truth was, she found it a pity that she never got the chance.

Because Heather firmly believed that Matthias had to have some skeletons in his closet, she was determined to find an excuse to visit him.

Unfortunately, such an excuse was hard to come by, not to mention that she couldn’t leave Bradfort City at this time. Feeling conflicted, she decided to take the initiative and seek out Matthias.

As she opened her Messenger app and looked down at his familiar profile picture, she let out a small smile. It felt like she hadn’t seen him in a while and now that she was looking at his picture, she felt wistful.

‘What are you doing, Matty?’ She asked inanely in the text since she didn’t know how to express her longing.

On the other end, a notification appeared on Matthias’ phone and seeing that it was a message from Heather, he quickly opened the text. These few years, he had missed her a lot, yet had been unable to take the initiative in seeking her out.

‘Missing you,’ he quickly replied.