Chapter 953
Mira wasn’t buying it. “Who’s marrying you? I’m not tying the knot until after graduation p>
Owen thought of Eleanor and decided not to argue. He smiled, his gaze returning to the documents.
Eleanor wanted Mira to get married soon, worried she wouldn’t live to see the day.
Owen figured Mira wouldn’t have the heart to reject her grandmother when the time
came.
“What are you smiling about? Plotting something?” Mira shot him a wary look.
Owen quickly defended himself. “I’m a saint. Why would I plot anything p>
He felt a twinge of guilt. Worried she’d see right through him, he quickly turned his head away.
Mira let it slide. “Back to work p>
An hour later, they finally stepped away from their screens to grab a snack and take a breather.
“What’s the situation with Lawrence?” Mira asked.
“What else? Still sitting in a holding cell. Jocelyn has been running around frantically, hiring lawyers, pulling strings, and trying to crash my grandfather’s hospital room. But I stationed guards. They haven’t gotten anywhere near the old man p>
“Do you think they’ll manage to bail Lawrence out?” Mira asked.
“Yes. He didn’t physically throw the switch. At worst, he’s the mastermind; at best, he just instigated it. The worker who actually threw the switch is the one facing a lethal sentence p>
Just because someone told you to kill, would you? If they told you to die, would you?
That made the worker the primary culprit. Word was he had racking gambling debts and accepted a million-dollar payout from Lawrence.
He followed Lawrence’s orders, gambling on the chance he wouldn’t get caught.
“As for Lawrence, as long as he’s not facing a death sentence, Richard will shell out
a massive bail. He should be out soon,” Owen said nonchalantly.
“Should we intervene p>
“No need. This incident won’t destroy him completely. As long as we in his public image and permanently kick him out of the Lance Group, our goal is achieved p>
From now on, the Lance Group would be Owen’s empire. No one would be able to contest his authority.
As for his enemies, once stripped of their corporate power, they would be nothing more than toothless tigers-easy to deal with later.
The next day, the moment Mira arrived at the university, Reece Hamilton marched over. “Mira, where are you off to? Our end-of-term class meeting is about to start. I reminded you yesterday p>
“Sorry, Reece. I’ve got something really important to handle today. I’ll have to skip the meeting p>
Mira needed to meet Quentin Reed first to get things sorted.
“No way, you have to be there! If you don’t show up, it’s like our class is missing its soul,” Reece said, growing anxious.
“How about this? I’ll go take care of my errand as fast as I can, and then I’ll join the meeting. For the games I’ve got the prizes covered. How does that sound? I’ll have someone drop off twenty hundred dollar
transit passes for everyone.
“Twenty isn’t enough! We have thirty-six students. We need at least thirty p>
“Don’t push it, Reece. These are prizes for the winners, not a handout for every single person p>
“That’s still too few. We’re doing more than one round of games p>
“Are you planning to pocket a few for yourself?” Mira eyed him suspiciously.
“What? No! Do I look like that kind of guy p>
“Who knows p>
“You don’t trust me p>
“Fine, I trust you. I’ll throw in another five. Twenty-five passes, deal p>
Just as Mira turned to leave, Reece suddenly added, “Liora is coming today too p>