All shareholders stood up in shock as soon as Chris appeared in the doorway, flanked by Rico Axe and Butler Rico. Gerald sat at the head of the table, his hands shaking and teeth gnashing against the other when he watched Chris come in like he owned the place. Even Baron was amazed and he quickly wheeled himself toward Chris. His chest tightened, knowing what he had done wrong, after all, Chris had told him to lie low and wait. However, he was too impatient, too greedy to wait. He wanted the Rice empire for himself and Chris was taking too long.“Mr. Westminster…” Baron said, hurriedly approaching. However, Chris didn't take a single glance at him as he walked further into the meeting room, approaching Gerald who was his target. But then, Baron was slowly descending into fear knowing he had made a fatal mistake. He thought things would go smoothly before Chris would be able to get to him. After all, Chris couldn't interfere in the company's issues, right? As Chris stood before o

Two hours had passed and Baron sat in his wheelchair, staring at his phone for any sort of update from Chris. Though it was late into the night, his eyes wouldn't close. He was the last of three sons in the Rice family, yet, he felt like he was an outsider.What if something had happened and he knew nothing about it, and yet, Chris knew?He couldn't sit still and as he picked up his phone to call Chris, his wife came rushing in, putting her phone in his face."Have you seen this? What the fuck is wrong with that old man? Has he gone senile?"Baron held the phone, his fingers quivering slightly. His father, Gerald Rice stood before the reporters, his face half covered with a mask but they could all see the slight shake in his body. The way his eyes avoided the cameras, made him look like a country bumpkin.In that moment, Baron's eyes dimmed even more, as he finally realized that it was odd. He had used Gerald's camera fear to make himself look good earlier but now that he wasn't in th