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Chapter 660
Chapter 660:
Grayson finally looked up. His dark eyes were bloodshot and terrifyingly cold.
“The board already thinks we are a liability,” he stated, his voice dropping to a dangerous register. He tossed the tablet onto the desk; it slid and struck Belle’s fingers. “Do you have any idea what you did today? You tried to frame a five-year-old girl on a live broadcast. The PR fallout is catastrophic. SkyLine’s stock dipped two points in the last hour alone p>
“I was trying to protect Kaiden!” Belle said, her voice pitching higher.
“You were trying to protect your own ego,” Grayson snapped, the ice in his voice cracking for just a moment. He leaned forward, his presence dominating the room. “I am cutting off the educational discretionary fund. There will be no Boston prep team. There will be no more manufactured genius p>
Belle felt the blood drain from her face. Her lungs constricted.
𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗈𝗉𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗋 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗌 𝗈𝗇
“You can’t do that,” she whispered, genuine terror bleeding into her voice.
“Kaiden is not a prodigy,” Grayson said, stating it with the blunt finality of a biological fact. “He lacks the cognitive baseline. Pushing him into these high-stress academic arenas is a waste of capital and a massive public risk. Let him grow naturally. If he is average, he is average. I will not fund another public humiliation p>
He picked up his whiskey glass and looked back at his screen, dismissing her entirely.
Belle stood frozen.
Her mind, already fractured by the day’s trauma, twisted Grayson’s words into a horrifying conclusion. Let him grow naturally. If he is average, he is average. She could hear Beatrice Lancaster’s cold, aristocratic voice echoing in her head: The Lancaster empire will only be inherited by a true genius. I do not tolerate liabilities. If Grayson was giving up on Kaiden’s intellect, he was giving up on Kaiden entirely — discarding him like a flawed investment.
And if Kaiden was discarded, Belle would be thrown out onto the street with nothing.
She backed away from the desk, turned, and practically ran out of the study.
She locked herself in the nearest guest bathroom and stared at her pale, terrified reflection in the vanity mirror. She had spent five years enduring Grayson’s coldness, clawing her way into this gilded cage. She was not going to let it slip away because her son’s mind was too slow.
A dark, twisted resolve settled over her features. If he isn’t naturally gifted, she thought, her morality fracturing completely, then I will manufacture the gift. I don’t care what it takes. He will win.
Her hands shook violently as she pulled out her phone and dialed her mother’s number.
Cheryl answered on the first ring, her voice thick from crying. “Belle p>
“Shut up and listen to me,” Belle hissed, her eyes wide and manic in the mirror. “Grayson is cutting Kaiden off. He thinks he’s useless. If Kaiden doesn’t win the finals in three weeks, we are both going to be living in a motel p>
“What can we do?” Cheryl sobbed. “The boy is an idiot p>