- Novel-Eng
- Romance
- CEO & Rich
- Billionaire
- Marriage & Family
- Love
- Sweet Love
- Revenge
- Werewolf
- Family
- Marriage
- Drama
- Alpha
- Action
- Adult
- Adventure
- Comedy
- Drama
- Ecchi
- Fantasy
- Gender Bender
- Harem
- Historical
- Horror
- Josei
- Game
- Martial Arts
- Mature
- Mecha
- Mystery
- Psychological
- Romance
- School Life
- Sci-fi
- Seinen
- Shoujo
- Shounen Ai
- Shounen
- Slice of Life
- Smut
- Sports
- Supernatural
- Tragedy
- Wuxia
- Xianxia
- Xuanhuan
- Yaoi
- Military
- Two-dimensional
- Urban Life
- Yuri
.
The air in the hallway seemed to freeze as Troy Brennan, the man who was more myth than flesh to most of these kids, walked
through the doors. It was a rare sight to see him in the flesh, and even rarer to witness him speaking in hushed, deferential tones
to a woman nobody recognized. Maja stood silent, her presence commanding the space without a word. Catching her cue, Troy
gave a discreet nod to his bodyguard, who promptly shoved Wade into the spotlight. Crashing to the floor, Wade’s earlier
bravado evaporated into a crumpled heap of embarrassment. “Grandpa, are you out of your mind? Why would you tie my up!”
His face was a mask of rage, betraying his cluelessness about the current situation. The truth was, he had been bound and
brought straight from the hospital, with no one bothering to explain why. The grave expressions on the faces of the Brennan clan
spoke volumes. Wade was their sole heir, their pride and future. It was unthinkable that his grandfather would sacrifice him like
this. “Grandpa!” Wade’s voice cracked as he called out again, but the old man didn’t look at him. Instead, his stern gaze was
fixed on Maja, as if awaiting her judgment. Before Maja could respond, Alva, who seemed to take the whole affair as a personal
on the floor in anger, “Shut up! All of you, just shut up! Ms. Pennyfeather here holds the majority of stocks in the Brennan family
right now!” Anyone with a smidgeon of business sense knew what that meant. Holding the most stocks equated to wielding the
most power. The fate of the entire company rested in her hands. If she felt cornered, she could bring the whole Brennan dynasty
crashing down with her. Alva’s eyes widened in disbelief, her mind struggling to process the revelation. The Brennan family’
majority stockholder? How could this nobody afford such wealth? “Is there some mistake? How is this possible? How?!” Her face
drained of color, she recoiled from Maja’s steady gaze. Helping Quentin to his feet, Maja ignored the stunned onlookers and
turned to a student nearby, “Where’s the nurse’s office?” The student, shaking slightly, pointed in a direction. Though Quentin’s
head swam with dizziness, he managed to catch Troy’s words, leaning heavily on Maja as if he might faint at any moment, “Maja,
just how much did you spend?” It was the question on everyone’s mind. To gain control of The Brennan family in such a short
time, how much had she invested? “Just two billion,” Maja said nonchalantly, as if it were chump change. “Pocket money.” The
revelation sent shockwaves through the crowd. With the Brennan family valued at barely six hundred million, Maja’s investment,
not even a complete buyout, was staggering. No wonder so many were eager to sell their shares to her. Two billion, and she call
it pocket money? Troy’s heart quivered at the thought, knowing his grandson had indeed hit a wall. In Outer Island, wealth was
power. With enough money, you could hire hitmen, bodyguards, and now the Brennans had to tread lightly around her. In a blink,
Maja’s status had skyrocketed.
Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay Updated for All Books Updates...
Her flaunting of wealth here was shielded by the unspoken rules of Outer Island, where the rich were protected, and the ruthless
were many. Everyone adhered to the rules, or else the Inner Island enforcers would ensure a fate worse than death. There had
been precedents; impoverished individuals who dared to kill the wealthy faced not just their own death but the extermination of
their entire family. This was hell for the poor and paradise for the rich. With a bitter kick to Wade, Troy struggled to contain his
fury. But Wade could hardly be blamed. In a place where the gap between rich and poor was so extreme, and the Brennans
exploited others without remorse, who could have foreseen someone of such affluence? “Ms. Pennyfeather,” Troy conceded, “I
offer up this unworthy grandson to your judgment. The Brennan family will provide you protection.” Without acknowledging Troy’s
offer, Maja helped Quentin out of the hallway, the crowd parting before her. Wade, still in disbelief, lunged at her fiercely, “Bitch!
I’ll see you dead! I don’t believe a damn thing about your shares. This isn’t real, it’s grandpa’s way of getting me to shape up!” He
had seen such stunts before; his grandfather’s harsh lessons to focus his mind on the family business. Maja had no patience for
his antics. With a swift kick, she silenced him, “Get lost!” With his teeth rattling from the impact, Wade hit the floor.