Chapter 129

My disdain for Alex was burgeoning, every fiber of my being recoiling at the mere thought of him. To the world, he might be a hero, but to me, he was nothing but a despicable man who had inflicted pain on his own wife and daughter. This seething anger was a heavy shackle I vowed to carry eternally.

Although some of his ventures were professedly philanthropic, enriching various charities, the reins of his empire were now firmly in my grasp. I was resolute in diverting the flow of funds solely towards profit maximization.

“Linda, can we pivot all of the company’s efforts to profit-making? Why bother if it doesn’t yield financial gain?” I inquired, the bitterness lacing my words.

“But Mrs. Aurora, Master Alex always advocated for a balance between philanthropy and profitability,” Linda cautiously replied.

“That’s precisely why your master is a fool. He favored strangers over his own flesh and blood, breeding dependency and idleness. I intend to dismantle his so-called legacy,” I retorted