Faye was about to plead again when she heard a group of people approaching from the elevator bank. She immediately looked over.


    A group of men in suits were escorting a young man with a powerful presence. The man at the center stood tall and straight, his silver hair particrly striking. It was


    He was slightly turning his head to listen to the man beside him, his gaze sharp, his steps steady.


    Faye''s heart began to pound.


    Almost instinctively, she rushed towardn, shouting, n!"


    Her cry was loud and urgent, instantly shattering the orderly atmosphere in the lobby.


    Everyone stopped and stared in astonishment at the girl who had just shouted.


    A chill ran through Faye under his gaze, but she braced herself and spoke. n, please, for-for my sister''s sake, save my father''spany! You''re my brother-in-w. You''re the only one who can help us now."


    Gavin, at his side, immediately blocked Faye. "Miss Yeaton, please watch yourself. Mr. Goodwin has no connection to you or the Yeatons."


    Seeing the situation, someone made a gesture. "Mr. Goodwin, let''s go."


    Just asn was about to leave, Faye tried to rush forward again. Gavin signaled to the security guards on standby. "Stop her. Don''t let her near Mr. Goodwin."


    Two strong bodyguards stepped forward and grabbed Faye by the shoulders. "Miss, this is not the ce for you to cause a scene."


    "Let go of me! Mr. Goodwin! Mr. Goodwin, please, save my father''spany!"


    Everyone thoughtn was leaving, but instead, he walked step by step toward Faye. His lips parted, and his voice, though not loud, was


    bone chillingly cold.


    Miss Yeaton, if you dare call me ''brother-inw'' one more time, Yeaton Holdings willpletely disappear from this city by tomorrow."


    His voice was calm and even, yet it carried an absolute power that was terrifying.


    His words were like a sharp p across Faye''s face.


    She froze, the blood draining from her face only to rush back in a crimson tide of humiliation. Ian''s threat left her feeling utterly shamed and embarrassed.


    Without another nce at her,n turned and, surrounded by his entourage, walked expressionlessly toward the main entrance.


    The guards released Faye, and she copsed to the floor, feeling like a joke as she endured the mocking stares from all around.


    No one could fathom where she got the nerve to call Mr. Goodwin ''brother-inw.''


    The two tall guards stood nearby, watching the frozen Faye, waiting for her to leave on her own.


    Faye stared at the entrance in


    disbelief. Wasn''t Vanessa the love of


    te


    wife for her ble helped her father''s


    overseas factories. Her father had long considered him a future son-inw.


    Why? Why was it like this?


    Overwhelmed by a colossal sense of shame, Faye staggered to her feet and ran


    outside, only to see a line of luxury cars driving away.


    She rememberedn''s warning, his


    gaze cold enough to freeze the air between them. It was as if the Yeaters meant athing fn, not even worthy of a mention.