Chapter 1034
Chapter 1034:
Ellen pouted in frustration. Of course, she knew where the door was—but that didn’t mean she could just walk out.
Fuming, Ellen threw up her hands in frustration and stormed upstairs.
Aitana’s body was essentially free of the virus, and Domenic had also made a strong recovery.
“It’s about time to give Leonel a big ‘thank-you’ gift,” Austin murmured, his eyes darkening as a complex emotion flickered within them. Yelena glanced at Austin and asked, “Do you need my help p>
Austin grabbed Yelena’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “Not yet. I’ll let you know when I do,” he said. “You’ve been working hard these past few days. Get some rest p>
Yelena had been in Kheley all this time, and Austin knew she must have been longing for home.
“When everything’s settled, I’ll go back to Eighfast with you, alright?” Austin said softly.
Yelena nodded. Now that Eighfast had been brought up, she couldn’t help but miss home a little. “Okay,” she replied.
A subtle fragrance filled the boardroom. Leonel gently traced the rim of his delicate ceramic coffee cup, his eyes fixed on the equity structure chart projected on the screen.
Nine of the twelve directors were in attendance. Leonel had discreetly sent the remaining three on an overseas vacation ahead of time. Leonel’s suit cuffs carried the subtle scent of bergamot, a fragrance he had acquired that morning during his incense rituals.
“President, the security system has been fully replaced,” the secretary reported, careful not to address Leonel as Vice President anymore, understanding that after today, everything would change. Even if Austin returned, he would be powerless to stop what was coming.
As the secretary leaned in to whisper, he caught sight of a gray pigeon circling just outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Three hours earlier, highway surveillance had shown a black Maybach careening off a cliff. Austin was likely in the hospital now, fighting for his life—if he could even be saved.
Austin might have thought his covert moves would go unnoticed. However, everything had been under Leonel’s control. Though Leonel hadn’t set foot in the Bowen family’s territory himself, he had his people keeping a close watch on the area surrounding the villas.
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The digital clock switched to exactly nine o’clock. Leonel tapped his coffee cup sharply against the sandalwood table, the crisp sound echoing through the room and startling the pigeons outside the window.
“Given the absence of acting President Austin Barton, I propose p>
Before Leonel could finish, the double doors of the conference room suddenly burst open.
A man in a dark blue suit strode in, leaning on an ebony cane. Though his left arm was wrapped in bandages, faintly stained with blood, it did little to diminish the commanding aura he exuded.
Leonel’s pupils constricted sharply. The cane was his late father’s favorite—the very same ebony one he had cherished while he was alive. Now, with each deliberate tap against the marble floor, it felt like a hammer pounding against Leonel’s temples.
“Uncle Leonel, were you trying to send me to my death?” Austin took his seat at the head of the table, his fingers tracing the dried blood on his gold-plated lighter.
The projection screen abruptly changed, playing surveillance footage of Leonel’s sidekick stealthily smearing butter onto the brake pads in the garage.
“Unfortunately, the technician you hired wasn’t very professional. The Maybach’s emergency braking system…” Austin paused, pressing the remote control. “Is worth more than your loyalty p>