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Chapter 340:
“Grandpa, I-I can explain—” Colton stammered, but his phone rang at that moment, cutting him off.
Hank’s panicked voice came through the line. “Mr. Mills, the sales office is in chaos! Homebuyers saw the news and are demanding that their purchases be canceled. You need to get here now p>
At Hillside Villa.
“Mr. Lennie Mills is here, Mr. Stewart,” Kurt announced.
“Let him in,” Wyatt replied coolly.
Amelia had just finished rebandaging Wyatt’s wounds. She started to leave, but Wyatt gently grabbed her wrist to stop her.
𝖣𝗼𝘄𝗇𝗹𝗼а𝘥 𝖯𝗗𝗙𝘴 𝖿𝘳𝘦𝘦 oո
Instinctively, she tried to pull away, only to hear him gasp in pain.
Worried she had aggravated his back injury, she froze. “Did I hurt you? I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean p>
Seeing Wyatt’s eyes sparkle with mischief, Amelia realized he was just teasing her. Annoyed but mindful of his injury, she shot him a fierce glare but didn’t pull away.
As Lennie trailed Kurt into the living room, his eyes immediately caught the smile on Wyatt’s face.
Stunned, Lennie blinked hard, thinking he was hallucinating.
But the subtle smile lingered on Wyatt’s face, which made Lennie believe it was real.
Wyatt Stewart smiling — what a rare sight.
As Lennie approached, Wyatt’s voice was steady and composed when he said, “Since you are here, I assume you’ve made up your mind about the matter p>
Truthfully, Lennie hadn’t fully made up his mind, but the whirlwind of events that evening had driven him to Hillside Villa.
Facing Wyatt, he couldn’t contain his enthusiasm as he recounted what had happened at the Mills estate.
“Mr. Stewart, after that news about the real estate project hit, my grandfather stripped Colton of all his authority and gave me the green light to join the company p>
Wyatt’s expression didn’t shift, his tone measured. “Marcelo might have opened the door for you, but taking Colton’s place is a different challenge altogether p>
“I know. That’s why I came to see you, Mr. Stewart,” Lennie replied.
A brief pause hung in the air before he asked, “Why do you want to help me, Mr. Stewart p>
As he thought back on the night, Lennie still couldn’t quite believe it.
Earlier, after dinner, he had been on the way to a bar when a car blocked his path. Ready to unleash a string of insults, he had frozen upon recognizing the license plate.
Through the lowered window, Wyatt had posed a single, pointed question. “Do you want to take Colton’s spot in the Mills family p>
Colton, the eldest grandson of Marcelo, had stepped effortlessly into control of the Mills Group after graduating from college. Lennie wasn’t sure how the rest of the family felt, but he was undeniably frustrated.
His days of drifting aimlessly were, in large part, because Colton had consistently shut him out of any role in the company.
Now, with Wyatt offering his support, Lennie saw an opportunity he couldn’t ignore. After all, who wouldn’t seize the chance to claim the top spot?
Still, Lennie wasn’t naive. He knew one thing for certain — Wyatt wouldn’t help him without a reason.