Joanna was also shocked. Why had things turned out this way? Everything had been arranged. Now it all depended on the shareholders. That old bastard Timothy would be here soon, too.


    Brian Foster walked up to Natalie. “Ms. Sanders, everyone has arrived."


    Natalie smiled faintly. "Thank you for your hard work, Brian. Shall we go in?"


    They all entered the office together.


    The spacious, well-lit office was quiet, with an air of authority.


    On the left sat the senior executives, dressed in sharp suits with serious expressions.


    On the right sat thepany''s shareholders, their gazes sharp and discerning.


    With Natalie''s arrival, the rtively calm atmosphere instantly grew tense and heavy.


    All eyes, like focused spotlights,nded on Natalie in her wheelchair.


    Most people here didn''t know Natalie, but they were very familiar with Joanna.


    Sebastian had never allowed Natalie at thepany.


    Instead, he had let Joannae and go as she pleased.


    "Ms. Scott, it''s an honor to see you again. When are you and Mr. Griffith holding the wedding?" one of the executives asked, standing up excitedly.


    Joanna smiled but didn''t say a word.


    Sebastian''s words suddenly echoed in her mind: "Joanna, do you know why I let youe and go freely in mypany? It was so you could get your hands onpany secrets."


    So, Sebastian had known about Maxwell''s existence.


    Fear gripped Joanna. She was afraid today was a trap, but then she remembered that Sebastian was dead.


    He was at the bottom of the sea. What was there to be afraid of?


    With Timothy and Mr. Wilson here today, she would definitely be able to reim everything in the Griffith Group.


    Caleb pushed Natalie to the head of the table.


    Natalie handed herptop to Caleb, along with a list, and gestured toward the shareholders.


    "Caleb, pull their files. I want every liability, every bribe, and every skeleton in their closets on my screen in five minutes.."


    Caleb understood.


    He sat down beside Natalie, opened theptop, and said, “Natalie, it''ll only take a few minutes."


    Caleb started working right there.


    It was then that Joanna finally recognized Caleb, and her eyes widened slightly. "Natalie, how do you know him?"


    He was Caleb, the pawn she had chosen, a very powerful one. Unfortunately, the kid had refused her offer.


    She had wanted to teach him a lesson and sent someone to disconnect his grandmother''s oxygen, but she was discovered.


    Natalie feigned surprise. "You know Caleb?"


    Joanna sneered, “Natalie, so you were the one who stole my guy?"


    "Your guy?" Natalie raised an eyebrow.


    "That''s right. I recognized his talent and promised to send his


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    grandmother abroad for treatment, but he refused. I never expected you to get to him first."


    Joanna was baffled. When had Natalie met Caleb?


    Natalie''s voice turned icy. "Send her abroad for treatment? That sounds nice. You mean you wanted to send Caleb''s grandmother abroad to hold her hostage, right?"  fo


    Caleb had suspected as much at the time. Hearing his sister say it now, his resentment toward Joanna deepened.


    "You''re lying! I genuinely wanted to help his grandmother," Joanna argued.


    Natalie felt it was pointless to argue about this now, but she couldn''t let Joanna continue her act. She had been waiting for this day for a long time.


    "Joanna, have you ever considered that Caleb''s grandmother couldn''t have handled the stress of travel? And abroad, the elderly woman. wouldn''t speak thenguage, low would she survive? There are plenty of top doctors here. Why didn''t you find a doctor here to treat Caleb''s grandmother?"