All Chapters of An Understated Dominance: Chapter 491 - Chapter 500

The next morning, in a ward at Pinevale Hospital, Edmund's serious condition finally turned for the better. He laid on the hospital bed, sleeping peacefully, with Abigail keeping watch beside him. Even though the father-daughter duo didn't get along well on a typical day, Abigail cared for him the most when a serious matter arose. She had been busy the entire night and hadn't gotten any sleep. "Kid, eat something." At that moment, Dustin walked in with breakfast. "Your father's condition has stabilized, and he'll get better soon. You don't need to worry.""Thank you, Dustin." Abigail forced out a smile. She took a few bites but didn't have the appetite to continue and pushed the food aside. "Abigail, we're here." Suddenly, a group of youngsters walked through the door. They were Abigail's classmates, and they all brought something with them. Some of them had flowers, some had fruits, and others brought drinks. Among the gifts, the one most eye-catching was Mike's panax root.

In the face of the Hill family members' menacing gazes, Mike's legs gave way as he finally succumbed to the pressure and fell to his knees with a thud."I—It's … It's a misunderstanding!" Mike couldn't stop shaking and broke out in a cold sweat. "I was just joking. Please don't take it to heart, everyone."Patrick still had a smile plastered on his face. "You mean you're not going to slap him?""No, I wouldn't dare!" Mike waved his hands. "I have a cheap mouth and just like to brag. Please forgive me for my insolence, and don't find fault with me." Mike even slapped himself a few times to prove his sincerity. At that moment, Nina, who was still quite young, was also shocked into silence and was trembling slightly. The Hill family was such a powerful family that she wasn't even worthy of looking at them. Every one of them had the right to take her life away. "Since you don't have the guts to touch him, go stand at one side." Patrick's smile gradually disappeared."Yes, yes. Righ

"H—how dare you hit my son?!" Autumn glared at Abigail. He couldn't believe that a commoner had the guts to slap his son in public."If he can hit my dad, why can't I do the same to him?" Abigail kicked Torben hard, sending him flying a good ten feet away. The sight made Autumn's blood boil. He seethed. "Y—you … You brat!" Hearing Autumn's shouts, a couple of martial arts experts from the Hill Family came forward."Why? Is that all it takes to piss you off?" Dustin snickered. "Torben's actions were way worse than what she did to him. She's only making him pay a fraction of it.""Leave, all of you!" Spring spun around and cast a frightening glare that shut everyone up."Kid, keep going. You have nothing to worry about." Dustin nudged her calmly."Sure!" Abigail readily agreed to it. She immediately started kicking and punching the crippled Torben. She had been stewing for a while after seeing her father brutally tortured and naturally would not miss the opportunity for revenge. S

Dahlia couldn't help but frown when she stared at the unbothered faces of the people around her as they chatted away merrily. She made sure to arrive earlier for the board meeting, so Hank's accusation of tardiness was absolutely baseless. From the moment she entered the room, the attendees remained seated. No one stood up to greet her—not even saving a seat for her. Clearly, they did not take her seriously."Hank, what's this supposed to mean?" She whispered while keeping her composure. She knew that Hank was laying down the law from day one."What do you mean?" Hank lit himself a cigar and crossed his legs on the table, seemingly treating the meeting room as his own office."I am sure you have received the news from the family's patriarch. I'm the new chairman of Nicholson Corp. as of today." Her voice was laced with warning."And?" He gave her a mocking smirk."You are in my seat. You've crossed a line here." She rapped her knuckles on the table."Your seat? Do you have eviden

"Oh? Mr. Hoffman, what brilliant ideas do you have now?" Dahlia asked. She had collected evidence against most of the senior executives except for him. That did not mean Hank Hoffman was innocent. Instead, he covered his tracks very well, to the point that his misdeeds couldn't be traced back to him."On the topic of brilliant ideas, I do have some advice for you." With a cigar in his mouth, he went on, "To be our chairman, you need to build your reputation and capability. In short, you'll need to make profits. That way, we will approve of you."The executives all nodded upon hearing that. Money makes the world go round. Their ultimate goal was to profit more."I have enough confidence in myself to take up the role of the chairman," she answered nonchalantly. "I can't promise you much, but now that I'm the chairman, all the senior executives here will see a salary increase of 50% and a 20% increase in their annual bonuses. How does that sound?"The people started murmuring among th