Chapter 93

Edith, leaning on Ryan, stepped out of the prayer hall. They glanced back. The hall was shrouded in darkness, Trevon's silhouette barely visible, head bowed.

They both sighed.

"Madam Gibson, are you being too harsh? The young master seemed to handle today's issue well enough, without much fallout for the Gibson Group," Ryan remarked.

Edith shook her head. "Small issues can lead to big mistakes."

"He knows that, yet he forgot."

Ryan let out a soft sigh. "The young master has had his own tough times."

"Who hasn't? However, you know what happens when you drop your guard. Remember the car crash three years ago? It was a close call..."

Edith's voice trembled as she recounted the past. "To this day, we still don't know who was behind it all. We're just a family of women, and there are plenty of wolves out there, just waiting to tear us apart. Trevon's been careful, not slipping up once in three years, and that's the only reason he's managed to hold on to the CEO seat. However, it's li