Chapter 572
Chapter 572:
Ava bristled, her fury barely contained. “This old coot should just die already,” she thought bitterly.
What was supposed to be a peaceful dinner had turned into a complete debacle, all thanks to Yelena’s meddling.
Ava fumed inwardly, thinking she wouldn’t have wasted a dime on dinner had she known this was coming.
“Yeah, well, what if we say no? That house belongs to us now!” Ava retorted shamelessly, her chin jutting out defiantly.
“Then why don’t you try and take it? Let’s see how that works out for you.” Yelena’s eyes narrowed, her tone turning icy.
Ava and Leo exchanged a glance before bursting into laughter, their mocking tones filling the room.
If Yelena had still been the cherished daughter of the Roberts family, they might’ve treaded carefully. But those days were long gone. Why should they fear someone who’d fallen so far from grace?
No matter how sharp Yelena’s words were, they only struck Leo and Ava as laughable—nothing more than empty threats to be scoffed at.
“Oh, I’ll take it, alright. Don’t you worry about that.” Leo leaned back in his chair, his grin dripping with scorn.
Under ordinary circumstances, reclaiming the house might’ve been a tricky affair. But the tables had turned—Leo now held all the power as the head of the demolition project. Whether to hand over the money or seize the property outright was entirely his decision.
Yelena’s lips curved into a faint, knowing smile. “Oh? And what if I told you that you’re no longer in charge p>
Leo froze, his pulse quickening as her words sank in. For a brief moment, the confidence radiating off her rattled him.
“What’s with that look?” he thought. Yelena’s expression was too self-assured, too smug, as if she already had the upper hand.
F𝓲nd nєw 𝒸h𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇s 𝒶t g𝓐l𝓷ovєls.𝓬•𝓶
“No way,” he reassured himself. “It’s impossible. She’s only bluffing p>
“Stop playing games, Yelena!” Leo snapped, his voice laced with irritation. His glare bore into Yelena, but even so, he couldn’t help adding a warning edge to his words.
Yelena stayed silent, her composure unshaken. That silence gnawed at Leo, fueling his unease.
Then, Leo’s phone buzzed loudly, breaking the tension. He glanced at the screen—it was a call from DY Group.
Leo’s chest puffed with confidence as he quickly answered and even switched to speaker.
DY Group had always treated him with the utmost respect, and to him, their deference was a testament to his prowess.
Now was the perfect opportunity to flaunt his connections in front of all his relatives.
“Hello, Mr. Hewitt!” Leo greeted, his tone oozing confidence.
The voice on the other end belonged to Brody, Yelena’s right-hand man at DY Group. Ironically, it had been Yelena’s prior goodwill—her request for Jack’s sake—that had initially secured Leo the project manager role. As a result, Brody had always treated Leo cordially.
But this time, Brody’s tone was cool and businesslike. “Leo, effective immediately, your position as project manager has been revoked. You’re no longer involved in the demolition project p>
“What?!” Leo’s voice shot up, echoing through the room.
The room fell into an uneasy silence. Every relative present turned to stare at Leo, their expressions a mix of shock and intrigue.
Moments ago, they’d all been singing his praises, believing Leo was a man of influence—a rising star worth cozying up to. Many had even hoped to curry favor, imagining he could pave the way for their children’s futures.
But now?