Chapter 260:Georgina Frees Miller. Chris sat at his desk in the office he rarely called home, surrounded by files, documents, and everything he could pull on Georgina Sinclair Brown. It was late, the world outside quiet, but his mind was anything but. His thoughts raced back to her words, her actions, the lengths she had gone to undermine him, MTD, and now even the Prestons. But the question that gnawed at him was simple: “why?” The arrest had been a victory, but it felt hollow. There was no closure, no clarity—only more questions. Chris wasn’t one to let things lie; if there was a deeper motive, he intended to uncover it. --- The first thing Chris did was enlist Connor Shaw’s help once again. Connor had access to police records, which might reveal connections or past indiscretions that could shed light on Georgina’s vendetta. Connor, however, was less optimistic. “Chris,” he said over the phone, his tone weary, “we’ve already dug into her as much as we could during the MTD i

Chapter 262: A Line in the Sand Chris sat alone in his modest office, the room eerily silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioner. Connor’s words replayed in his head, each syllable pressing down on him like a weight he couldn’t shake. “The Browns might also be involved, Chris. If we pursue James Paul’s case, there’s a good chance the Brown Conglomerate’s dealings with Clear Bank will come to light." He leaned back in his chair, staring at the cracks in the ceiling, as though they could somehow offer him an answer. The Browns were his family by name only. Exiled from their world of power and privilege, he had long accepted that he was nothing more than an afterthought to them. But their influence still loomed large over his life, whether he liked it or not. Connor had laid the facts bare. If they moved forward with investigating James Paul, there would be no way to shield the Browns from the fallout. They would become entangled in the scandal, and the consequences wo

Chapter 266; Sinclair For years, Georgina Sinclair Brown had allowed herself to forget about her nephew, Chris, the black sheep who had been exiled from the family. It was convenient and comforting to ignore him, knowing she had pulled strings behind the scenes to ensure he would be cut off from the powerful Brown lineage. She had been certain she’d rid herself of his inconvenient presence and his moralistic ideals, which were a thorn in her side. And yet, like a ghost from the past, Chris had returned—claiming not only his name but also the family empire she so fiercely desired. The news came abruptly, shaking her world in ways she hadn’t expected. She could still recall the conversation with her younger brother, Martins, who’d sat across from her in her office, delivering the bombshell with a calmness that only stoked her fury. “Chris has taken over the company,” Martins had said simply, watching her reaction with something like anticipation. His words hit her like a s

Chapter 267, Georgina’s Victory Georgina stood at the center of the office, her eyes gleaming with triumph as she looked around at the executives who had once doubted her. Today, all the whispers, the side glances, the hushed rumors—they would all be silenced. She had saved the company from an imminent financial disaster, something no one had believed she could do.The Financial Investigation had loomed over them for months, casting shadows of uncertainty. When it seemed like all hope was lost, she had taken charge. Georgina had sifted through records, met with investigators, and pulled strings no one knew she had. This wasn’t just another corporate win—it was her victory, her triumph. And she wanted everyone to see it.As she looked around the room, she lifted her glass high. “To survival,” she said, a smirk playing on her lips. “And to proving that sometimes, we need fresh eyes to see things through.”A round of applause erupted, mixed with murmurs of agreement. She caught a f

Chapter 269: The Consequences of RecklessnessGeorgina’s jaw clenched as she stared at her grandfather, searching his face for any sign of sympathy. But all she saw was disappointment etched deeply into his features. Her chest tightened, the weight of his unspoken judgment pressing down on her, but she forced herself to stand tall. She wasn’t going to cower, not now.Grandpa took a deep breath, folding his hands on the table in front of him. He leaned forward, his gaze piercing, unyielding. “Georgina,” he began, his voice low and steady, “you know, as well as anyone, that every decision we make impacts not only ourselves but this entire company, this family, and the generations that come after.”“I understand that, Grandpa,” she replied, her voice barely above a whisper. “But I did what I thought was right. I was trying to save the family from ruin.”He raised a hand to silence her, and she felt a flicker of irritation rise. She wasn’t a child anymore. She was capable of making de