Chapter 380


    Catherine didn''t bother to look back or pause; she just waved over her shoulder at me. She had to


    know what I was talking about, right?


    The conference room of VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals was up ahead.


    As Dad and Ronan—no, I mean Bet—and I approached the door, a cacophony of voices spilled


    out. The shareholders were obviously all there.


    Bet held up a hand to stop us, and we came to an abrupt halt.


    A loud voice from inside was saying, “Ladies and gentlemen, please, I''ve heard what you''re all getting


    at. You want Bet to make a call onunching the product sooner rather thanter, right? But as I


    see it, we’ve got to hit it where it hurts. You''re all missing the big picture here."


    Bet shot a nce at Dad, the corners of his mouth ticking up in a smirk. Dad returned the look with


    a knowing smile.


    I couldn''t help but scoff internally at their synchrony. It was like theymunicated with just a look.


    Was it my cunning father who influenced this enigmatic Bet, or it the other way around?


    Whatever the case maybe, a persistent feeling told me that their rtionship wasn''t as simple as it


    looked. And now, I was starting to feel like I understood my dad less and less.


    Who really was Bet, and could he be the same Ronan I hadn''t seen in twelve years? Suddenly, I


    was desperate to dig into Bet''s past. But that was easier said than done.


    I refocused, straining to catch more of the discussion inside.


    After a further exchange, the room quieted down, and the voice continued, "What? Why are you all


    looking at me? Don''t tell me you can''t see the elephant in the room!"


    Silence reigned inside.


    Bet stood confidently at the door, arms crossed, a look of amusement on his face.


    Finally, that voice haughtily snorted, “You guys... really? You haven''t figured it out? It''s all about Galen


    Wilburn. For the past couple of years, this guy''s been acting like he''s the heart and soul of VitalAxis


    Pharmaceuticals, diligent and devoted. But in truth, he''s got ambitions bigger than his britches, itching


    for his moment. If you ask me, trying to strong-arm Bet won''t be easy. We''d be better kick Galen


    out."


    Taken aback, I felt an overpowering urge to burst into the room to see who had the audacity to speak


    their mind so boldly. However, a quick, meaningful nce from Bet silenced my reckless impulse,


    silently instructing me to maintain myposure. Taking a deep breath, I looked at Dad, who calmly


    shook his head at me. I clenched my purse, trying to contain my agitation.


    The debate inside continued, and atst rebuttals were voiced, "Mr. Kemp, that''s a bit out of line! We all


    remember that it was Galen who brought us aboard. Kicking him out now would seem ungrateful."


    More voices joined in, criticizing my dad. No wonder Dad and Bet had their guard up against these


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    Their words were a jumbled mess to my ears.


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    Suddenly, another voice cut through the noise...