Chapter 687 Put Ourselves in Each Other’s Shoes
Chapter 687 Put Ourselves in Each Other’s Shoes
To avoid making Abel feel awkward, Tess had no choice but to extend her hand.
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Under the gaze of everyone in the conference hall, and surrounded by the shing cameras of the media, their fingers inteced, and they shook hands lightly.
Abel deliberately avoided everyone’s gaze and lightly scratched Tess’s palm with his fingertip.
Tess’s pupils widened. She immediately looked up and gave him a sharp re.
Abel showed no sign of anger. Instead, he flicked the tip of his tongue against his lips, and his eyes shimmered with a teasing, ambiguous light.
The friendly appearance of the two left the media exchanging confused looks.
<i>What </i><i>on </i><i>earth </i><i>is </i><i>going </i><i>on</i><i>? </i>
“Alright, since everyone is here, let’s take this chance to get serious.”
Violet suddenly spoke, then stood up, her posture straight and her expression serious.
She walked slowly to Tess, grabbed her wrist, and raised her arm. “The media is here as well, so let them witness this.
“Tess will be the Larson heiress!”
The room erupted in a murmur.
No one expected it to be real.
“Ms. Larson, isn’t this a bit too hasty?”
Demi stood up and asked, her face showing the right amount of concern for the Larsons, tempered by the natural politeness of an outsider.
Her questioning voice stood out clearly among the murmurs.
Violet turned to look at Demi.
She bit her lip, but no matter how she tried to suppress it, the jealousy in her eyes was still
obvious.
“The Larsons rarely appear in public. Suddenly announcing major news, especially a change in
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leadership, will inevitably leave people with a poor impression of Tess. I suggest observing her for a period of time first. This will help her gain the confidence of her subordinates and give others time to adjust to the news.”
Demi subtly masked the darker emotions on her face, appearing genuinely concerned for both the family and Tess.
“Since Ms. Shaw says so, I do have something to object to,” Tess said with a lightugh, casually rubbing her fingers together, then looked up. “Ms. Shaw already said the Larsons rarely appear. You call me the ‘bomb‘, disrupting this calm? I can’t very well refuse.”
Tess straightened up and gave a slight bow.
Though it was such a simple gesture, Demi clearly saw the rebuttal in it.
Tess met Demi’s gaze calmly,posed and self–assured, radiating an alluring, cool aura.
“Ms. Tess, although we are here to wrap up thest coboration, given this situation, as two families who have maintained rtively good rtions with the Larsons, it’s only natural that a little extra concern is offered.”
Miranda was moreposed inparison, but the grip of her fingers around her teacup betrayed her inner tension.
Tess nodded politely, giving her the respect she expected.
“If I were Ms. Larson, at least today, I wouldn’t make you the official heiress yet.
“Being an heiress doesn’t just mean supreme status. It also carries the responsibilities and obligations thate with it.”
Miranda trailed off, her gaze lingering on Tess, silent but signaling the weight of the issue. The reporters, all keen observers, immediately caught on to the nuance of Miranda’s message.
“Ms. Larson, may I ask why the Larsons are in such a hurry to find an heir? Is there an internal problem?”
“Ms. Tess, youck formal financial training. As far as I know, you majored inw and
on the family
previously worked as awyer in Aetheris. Do you really have the courage to take an
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Gradually, the reporters‘ questions carried both curiosity and subtle mockery.
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Abel’s mouth had unknowingly tightened, his deep–set eyes watching Tess intently. His flickeringshes trembled slightly, like a small fan brushing the air.
Abel frowned slightly as he watched Demi and Miranda stand one after another. The faces that had expected joy at seeing Tess now carried hints of gloom.
“Mrs. Shaw, forgive me for letting a hint of a mischievous suspicion slip.”
Tess’s voice rang out. Miranda stiffened instantly upon hearing it, sensing a faint omen.
“I remember that Mrs. Shaw has been avoiding external business meetings. Could your presence here today mean that something is wrong with the Shaws?”
“Nonsense!”
Mentioning the Shaws triggered Miranda’s reflex. She mmed her palm onto the table.
In her mind, the two most important things were Abel and the Shaws‘ honor and position.
This kind of question carried an implicit curse–something she could never allow herself to hear.
“Madam, let’s put ourselves in each other’s shoes.”
Tess smiled, leaning slightly back into the soft chair.
Only then did Miranda realize that while she had been trying to provoke, Tess had subtly turned the situation around, leaving her a bit embarrassed.
“But as the media said, it’s true that youck experience.”
Tess’s face showed humility. “Mrs. Shaw, you’re joking. I’m not the only one inheriting the family. I simply have eyes and hands to learn with—that’s all.”
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