Yvette immediately lunged forward and covered her hand over Tyler’s.


    “Don’t-!”


    Tyler raised an eyebrow, mildly amused, then looked around the room.


    “I think I don’t need to spell out the truth for everyone, do I?”


    Yvette’s panicked reaction had already said everything.


    Sasha looked like she was about to lose it. She stormed up to Yvette and grabbed thetter’s arm, scolding in a suppressed voice, “Do you have any idea what you’ve just done?!”


    Yvette was as pale as a sheet, too frightened to think straight. “Mom, Tyler has a recording! If he ys it, we’re finished!”


    Sasha yanked Yvette’s hand before letting go again, her voice filled with frustration. “Even so, you can’t just fall apart like this!”


    Tyler’s piercing gaze swept across the room. “If any of you still have doubts about this will, shall I personally have Mr. Lloyd brought here for you to ask him yourselves, even though he’s still lying sick in bed?”


    Though posed as a question, his voice dropped like a weight across everyone’s chest. It sounded like a threat, as if anyone who dared say “Yes” would instantly regret it.


    The room fell silent.


    Rachel stepped forward and retrieved the will Jim had given her earlier.


    “If there are no issues, please sign this. If you do have a problem, feel free to wait for the police and exin everything to them instead.”


    Everyone understood what she meant. Tyler was using both a carrot and a stick. He made it very clear to Sasha and Yvette that if they tried to pull any more tricks, consequences would follow.


    Sure enough, neither Sasha nor Yvette dared to move. They could only watch as the shareholders signed the will one by one.


    Rachel walked up to the two of them and handed over the file and a pen.


    In a voice only the three of them could hear, she said, “Yvette, Sasha. If you think everything you did will stay buried, you couldn’t be more wrong. We’ll settle thister.”


    Yvette froze, inplete and utter panic. “I–I don’t know what you’re talking about…”


    Rachel’s lips curved upward slightly. Like a cat toying with a trapped mouse, she wasn’t in any rush. She would wait for them to walk right into the trap.


    “That’s okay. You’ll understand soon enough.”


    Her calm words sent a chill straight down Yvette’s spine. The fear of the unknown was the most terrifying thing of all.


    Trembling, Yvette picked up the pen and proceeded to sign.


    However, Sasha suddenly grabbed her hand with a tense expression. “Think this through! If you sign this, thepany will have nothing to do with you anymore.”


    Yvette nced cautiously at the people around them, then whispered to Sasha, “What good is arguing with her now? Even if thepany is in our hands, can we even hold on to it? You saw what happened. Tyler has that recording.”


    The more Yvette thought about it, the more terrified she became. Without hesitation, she signed


    her name on the document.


    Now, only Sasha remained. She had no choice. No matter how bitter she felt, she could only clench her jaw and sign the will.


    Seeing them both sign, Rachel finally sighed in relief. The ordeal had been moreplicated than she anticipated.


    She had expected resistance from Yvette, Sasha, and the shareholders–but she never imagined William would get involved too. This time, he had stood against her.


    What truly caught her off guard was that Tyler had chosen to step into the chaos and stand on her


    side.


    From the corner of her eye, Rachel nced at him.


    Tyler was lounging in the office chair, calm as ever. He held a cup of coffee in one hand, sipping on it leisurely,pletely unfazed. It was as though he was nothing more than a bystander watching a show, never once having been part of the battle that had just unfolded.


    Only then did Rachel remember–the paper Tyler had presented was the very document she had retrieved from the Lloyd family’s estate on Jim’s behalf.


    Then, she hadn’t had time to read it. She hadn’t even known what it was.