Chapter 92

JENNIE'S POV:

I paced back and forth in my grand, luxurious penthouse apartment, feeling the cold, sterile atmosphere seep into my bones. Each echoing step reflected the frustration that had been building within me for the past few weeks. Our family's legacy, the company, was on the line, and Sarah, that wench, with her cunning ways, had somehow succeeded in swaying public opinion against us.

The elevator dinged, a metallic sound echoing through the corridor, signaling the imminent arrival of my father, Austin Jackson. As the doors slid open, revealing his imposing figure, it was clear that he exuded an aura of authority, evoking both reverence and trepidation in those around him. His steely gaze, intense and perceptive, seemed to assess every inch of the space before finally settling on me, acknowledging the urgency that colored my expression.

"Daddy, we need to talk," I said, my voice trembling with barely restrained fury.

His brows furrowed in concern as he settled onto the plush l