Love Unbreakable

Chapter 485 Alexis, seething with anger, lashed out with the metal corner of the folder in his hand, aiming it straight at Mitchel. This move caught everyone off guard.

Mitchel dodged smoothly, just tilting his head at the right moment.

Without missing a beat, Matteo sprang into action, grabbing Alexis’ arms and twisting them behind his back, then pinning him against the table. This belongs to NévelDrama.Org - ©.

Caught in a tight grip, Alexis exploded in rage, yelling at Mitchel, "You ungrateful brat, thinking of killing your own dad? | regret ever raising you, you disgraceful creature!" The room went silent as the shareholders watched, their expressions turning dark. Hearing Alexis lash out at his own son with foul words was too much, and it only made Alexis look more guilty.

Henley quickly intervened, urging in a low voice, "Dad, let's not do anything we'll regret!"

That was when Alexis caught himself, realizing he almost walked right into the trap set for him. If he denied all accusations, who could lay a finger on him? Seeing Alexis regain his composure, Henley turned his frustration toward Matteo, reprimanding. "Why are you disrespecting a director like this!" Matteo ignored Henley, his hold on Alexis unyielding.

Henley, visibly upset, clenched and unclenched his fists, trying to regain his calm. He then addressed Mitchel directly, "Mitchel, what's going on? He's our dad. Acting this way could turn the shareholders against us." Henley stressed our dad" to get under Mitchel's skin, twisting the story to make it look as though Matteo's protective move was Mitchel's display of disrespect for Alexis. Such an accusation was a serious charge.

Mitchel's lips curled into a slight smirk, his eyes dancing with sarcasm. "Matteo, let's show the shareholders what my dad has up his sleeve, shall we?" Matteo then stepped back, cueing up the presentation on

the large screen.

Before long, Alexis' voice filled the room. "Mr. Douglas, Mr.

Potter, Mr. Faulkner, if you back my son Henley and help him rise to power, you'll have your pick of our projects.

We'll go seventy thirty on the profits." Those three gentlemen Alexis addressed to didn't seem keen. The Dixon Group had a history of going twenty-eight, making the seventy-thirty split less appealing, especially with the risk of crossing Mitchel. They knew what Mitchel was capable of. His competence was not to be underestimated.

Alexis, seemingly unfazed, continued to leisurely pour himself a drink. "You'll get seventy, and the Dixon Group gets thirty." "What? Seriously?" Those three were astounded. Usually, the Dixon Group would take an eighty-twenty split in their favor.

Given the quality and reliable payments from the Dixon Group's projects, even a twenty percent share was highly

coveted.

Securing final payments was notoriously tough these days.

A high profit share didn't mean much if one couldn't get that final paycheck.

But Alexis’ proposal was unexpectedly generous. They didn't hesitate to accept.

As the video concluded, the room erupted into chaos, with shareholders seething over Alexis' audacity. It was no surprise Alexis had a knack for winning over clients. He knew just how to use what they liked to get on their good side.

Alexis, mouth agape, struggled to find words. He was so sure he could outmaneuver Mitchel and get Mitchel to back down. But now, it felt like he'd been slapped in the face.

Finally, he managed to say, "Mitchel, this... You're framing me!" But no one took Alexis side.

The footage showed it all: Alexis's face, his voice, clear enough for everyone, including the three gentlemen, to

recognize.

Alexis ranted, "You're pinning this on me? How dare you frame your own dad, Mitchel Dixon! You're heartless!" Alexis couldn't accept losing after all the effort he'd put in.

If Mitchel started to catch on, laying another trap would be difficult ‘But even if | did try to get ahead, what's the deal with the Eastern Garden project? You're just bailing because of that woman, letting your emotions rule, right?" Alexis argued.

Right after he said this, someone checking their phone exclaimed, "The Eastern Garden project just blew up!" The internet was in an uproar. The Glyn family's forceful evictions and bullying under the disguise of carrying out the Eastern Garden project were now public knowledge.

The reporter's father, coerced by the Glyn family's thugs to drive off into a river, ended up with brain damage after being saved. Not long after, he died miserably.

Atfirst, the reporter hesitated to report to the authority, concerned of the Glyn family's actions against him.

It was only after Mitchel's team located him and provided him the protection and support in his quest for justice did he speak up.

As he spoke up, more victims began to share their stories online. Some didn't lose family members, but they encountered constant bad luck when they went out during those days. Preferring to steer clear of trouble, they quickly agreed to the settlements.

The Dixon Group wasn't involved in the project's early stages. They only joined later, after Katie had done the harm. And when the Dixon Group backed out a while earlier, they openly clarified and explained the circumstances. The shareholders breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if they had dodged a bullet.

Violent demolition. Causing death. Any of these accusations could ruin the Dixon Group's longstanding reputation of integrity. And restoring that reputation would be an uphill task.

At this point, those shareholders admired Mitchel's

decisiveness. No one wanted to hear another word from Alexis. Clearly, Alexis wanted to promote his illegitimate son, Henley, and hand over the company's interests to outsiders, all for his selfish motives, pushing the company toward ruin. Henley certainly wouldn't be any good from Alexis ‘education.

Mitchel, however, was a different story. Kyler himself had personally mentored Mitchel. With a formidable mentor like Kyler, Mitchel's competence was a sure thing.

Alexis' face was as dark as charred coal, signaling he understood his defeat was imminent.

Mitchel's strategy was undeniably clever, holding back until Alexis made his moves.

Mitchel outsmarted Alexis by methodically proving Alexis accusations baseless, flipping the script completely.

Feeling the need to salvage the situation, Alexis clutched Henley and wept. "My son, | was lost. | was wrong not having heeded your advice. You've been nothing but kind, urging me to believe in Mitchel, and | foolishly turned a

deaf ear..." With a self-inflicted slap, Alexis exclaimed, "I shouldn't have dragged you into this mess. You had done nothing wrong." Alexis' words were clearly an attempt to disassociate Henley from the situation. He simply wanted Henley to continue playing against Mitchel since one had to take the blame and that was him.

Henley stayed quiet, his face a picture of sorrow. Deep down, he was unfazed.

For Henley, protecting his reputation was all that mattered, regardless of Alexis' fate.

This meeting turned into a farce.

Mitchel commanded an internal audit on Alexis’ misdeeds and decided his shares would compensate for the financial damage. In other words, Alexis stood to forfeit his entire shareholding and possibly even fall into debt. Such a move effectively banished Alexis from the Dixon Group for good.

Mitchel showed he was much more formidable than Alexis could ever be. It was a thorough clean-up! Alexis, fuming with rage and feeling the weight of his guilt, was powerless. The shareholders stares were almost powerful enough to swallow him whole.

Alexis shot Henley a glance, ready to sneak off, but Mitchel stopped him in his tracks.

Mitchel got straight to the point, asking, "Dad, isn't there ‘something you're leaving out?" "What are you talking about?" Alexis frowned.

"The letter you claimed to be handwritten by my grandfather." Alexis' expression shifted, and with a surge of anger, he shot back, "Kyler's handwriting is known to all. Don't pin this on me!" "Whether I'm pinning it on you, you know the truth, don't you? Mitchel's voice dripped with sarcasm. "I'm just giving you the opportunity to come clean."

"Go and verify it, then. You're just hoping your dad dies, aren't you?" Alexis scowled.

Alexis couldn't stand it any longer. Being set up by Mitchel was humiliating enough, and the fact that he hadn't snapped was a sign of his self-control. He knew he still needed to support Henley and couldn't risk ruining the latter's reputation. Now he was facing such a bold confrontation! Henley chimed in, "Mitchel, our dad just made some mistakes. Can't you cut him some slack and not fight him on everything? | know you're not fond of me, but I've worked hard for what I've achieved, and it's all been for the good of the company. Shouldn't the company's well-being be our main concern?” On the surface, Henley was trying to ease the tension between Mitchel and Alexis, but he was actually hinting that Mitchel was being petty and resentful.

Mitchel looked at them with a cold expression. They were clearly ready to fight to the end. He instructed, "Bring Beuford here, please."

At the mention of Beuford, Alexis’ face went white.