At that moment, Lincoln stepped forward.


    He was from the same generation as Dorian-a true elder among those present, with an authority that came from decades of respect and experience.


    Ordinarily, Lincoln preferred not to meddle in the Fitzgerald family''s internal matters. But after both Virgil and Meade Walsh had sought him out, sharing their concerns, he realized the situation was more serious than he''d thought.


    Victor''s fiancée, Isadora, was not only maniptive but downright malicious. And Victor, blinded by his affection, was allowing her into the Fitzgerald family-going so far as to have Deanna ced under house arrest for her sake!


    True, under Victor''s leadership, the Fitzgerald Group''s assets had multiplied several times over. But the young often grew arrogant, refusing to heed advice from those who''d gone before them-showing neither respect nor restraint.


    For the president of the Fitzgerald Group to marry a woman of questionable character and background, treating marriage itself as if it were some trivial affair, was simply uneptable. As an elder, Lincoln felt it was his duty to correct Victor''s reckless behavior-before he destroyed both himself and the family legacy.


    Lincoln''s voice cut through the room, sharp andmanding:


    "This year, the Fitzgerald Group invested eight hundred million in the Vaughan Galleria, yet by every measure, the return on that project is the lowest among all of our investments. Victor, as CEO, how do you justify using your authority for personal interests? Where is your ountability?"


    “And now, because the Fitzgerald Group announced this engagement, our stock has been thrown into turmoil. Do you really think this is what it means to be president?"


    Rumors about Victor''s engagement to Isadora had been swirling for weeks. The board was uneasy, but no one had dared challenge Victor openly-until now.


    With Lincoln''s words hanging in the air, the dam broke. One by one, the board members found their voices, emboldened by his leadership.


    "Mr. Fitzgerald, we may not wish to interfere in your personal life, but if your marriage destabilizes the entirepany, we can''t just stand by!"


    "Exactly! And usingpany resources to prop up Vaughan Galleria-even you, as CEO, have to answer to the shareholders!"


    "If you''d agreed to the merger with LS Capital Holdings, none of this would have happened. Our international market would be thriving."


    "Young people always headstrong, always convinced they know better. This kind


    of autocratic management will ruin the Group."


    The once solemn boardroom erupted into chaos, the stately board meeting


    devolving into something like a noisy street market.


    In one corner, the minute-taker could only stare in dismay, struggling to keep up


    with the whirlwind of arguments and usations.


    Across the table, Virgil lounged back in his chair, arms folded, a satisfied smile ying on his lips as he watched the chaos unfold. He


    picked up his phone.


    A fresh message glowed on the screen: "The photo has been sent to Isadora. Her


    bodyguards have been intercepted. She''ll be here soon."


    Virgil''s smile widened, the lines at the corners of his eyes deepening with pleasure.


    With Lincoln leading the charge, the entire board and the elder shareholders had turned against Victor. If Victor were to abandon the meeting for Isadora''s sake-just as Virgil nned—he could push his aunt forward as the new candidate for president.


    And if that happened, Victor''s reign at the Fitzgerald Group would be finished. Thepany would fall into the ck family''s hands soon enough.


    A cold, eager glint flickered in Virgil''s eyes.


    On the tform, the vice president paced anxiously, torn between staying put and intervening. For a moment, he seemedpletely at a loss.


    At the head of the table, Victor sat unmoved, his chiseled face unreadable. He


    drummed his fingers on the table-slow, steady, deliberate.


    Just then, Kemp received a troubling message. He hesitated, uncertain whether to bring it to Victor''s attention. He knew the board was already circling Victor like a pack of wolves, and Victor couldn''t afford to leave now. But Kemp also knew just how much Isadora meant to him.


    Closing his eyes for a moment, Kemp gathered his thoughts, then finally stepped


    forward. Bowing his head, he leaned in and said quietly:


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