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Chapter 343
Chapter 343:
When she finally spoke, her voice was not a scream. It was a perfectly articulated, booming projection that echoed off the marble walls, carrying the devastating weight of a judge delivering a death sentence.
“Cole Compton,” the old woman announced, her words slicing through the air like a guillotine blade. “You have truly opened my eyes today p>
Cole’s jaw tightened. A cold bead of sweat formed at the base of his neck. He had expected her to yell, to curse him. He had not expected this terrifying, clinical execution.
“To satisfy the pathetic greed of a woman who does not even belong in this building,” Old Mrs. Compton continued, her voice rising in power, “you have publicly weaponized the sacred legal privileges of the Compton Group. You have used the empire your grandfather built with his blood to steal a home from your own family p>
She raised her silver-handled cane and pointed it directly at the center of Cole’s chest.
𝖶𝘦 uрdаte е𝗏е𝗿𝗒 weе𝗄 𝗈𝘯 ѕ.𝖼om
“You were placed in that CEO chair to protect our legacy,” she spat, her eyes burning with absolute disgust. “Not to wield its power as a toy to satisfy your own twisted ego p>
The public dressing-down was a brutal assault on Cole’s pride. Whispers hissed through the hallway from the watching brokers.
Cole’s face flushed a dark, angry red. He straightened his spine, trying to project dominance.
“The times have changed, Grandma,” Cole shot back, his voice harsh and defensive. “I am the one sitting in the chair now. I make the rules. And I decided this estate goes to Alycia p>
He shifted his aggressive glare to June, trying to redirect his panic into cruelty. “I told you to back off, June. Stop hiding behind my grandmother and accept reality p>
June did not even blink. She kept her good hand resting gently on the old woman’s arm, completely unbothered by his barking.
Sensing an opportunity to secure her daughter’s victory, Martha Beasley stepped out from behind Cole, her face stretched into a toxic, condescending smile.
“Now, Mrs. Compton, let’s be reasonable,” Martha said, her voice dripping with hypocritical concern. “A new life is so incredibly precious. Alycia is currently carrying the future heir to the Compton empire. For the sake of the family’s legacy, perhaps we should focus on providing the most secure environment for the baby. June is a strong, independent woman now. I am entirely sure she understands the priorities of a growing family p>
The veiled implication that June was obsolete hung in the air like a cloud of toxic gas. It was a calculated strike at June’s deepest wound, wrapped in the guise of grandmotherly concern.
Cole’s eyes widened in sudden horror. He snapped his head toward Martha, his stomach dropping. He had not authorized that particular angle of attack.
But it was too late. The damage was done.
Old Mrs. Compton’s head snapped toward Martha. The old woman let out a short, terrifying laugh that sounded like grinding metal.
Then she turned her lethal gaze back to Cole.
“Excellent,” Old Mrs. Compton whispered. “If you believe you make the rules, Cole, then we will play exactly by the rules p>