Justin said, "My self-control copses in your presence, leaving me vulnerable."


    Be''s eyes reddened slightly as her warm breath lingered in his ear. Her voice was soft and


    melodious. "My man did so well today. I shall reward you tonight."


    The vital exchange event for Savrow concluded in a bizarre yet dramatic scene.


    The public airing of Theodore''s scandal-ridden political career elicited widespread societal outrage and


    had an extremely negative impact. It even drew the President''s attention, who mandated a


    comprehensive probe into Theodore''s family and all officials connected to him privately so as to stamp


    out corruption.


    Everyone in the political arena felt threatened, except those who deeply despised Theodore.


    The Iversons also suffered coteral damage. Not only was the Iversons'' reputation tarnished and their


    dignity lost, but they also came under scrutiny from the authorities.


    As Lance scrolled through Twitter on his way home, he saw people mocking the shoe he left at the


    venue with the caption, "Everyone deserves a ''Tycoon style'' shoe too!"


    It infuriated him so much that he threw his phone out, shattering the windshield of his luxury car.


    After a tumultuous return home, it was alreadyte at night.


    Unable to sleep, Lance called everyone to the living room for a meeting.


    Charles, still groggy from alcohol, stumbled in cursing, only for his father to p him awake.


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    Christopher sat calmly aside, elbow on the armrest, fist propping his head, watching the drama unfold


    with interest.


    "There''s clearly someone behind orchestrating Theodore''s scandal! Who could it be? Who dares plot


    against the Iverson family?!" Lance roared furiously, almost smashing the expensive coffee table to


    pieces. Havingmanded respect for decades, how did Lance reach such a low point? He ruined his


    reputation and even lost his shoe. It seemed only extreme measures could soothe his fury. "Dad, now


    that Theodore''s arrested, there''s going to be serious repercussions for our family."


    James brooded, his expression dark and serious. "Our immediate concern should be to sever all ties


    with him. We also need to quickly destroy any evidence of the benefits we gained through his position


    that could implicate our family. This situation has rmed the president, and if it continues to unfold this


    way, the investigation will soon reach us."


    "What? Theodore the leech got arrested? Why?!" Charles'' eyes were blurry from intoxication, trying to


    understand the situation.


    "You brainless fool, full of nothing but booze! All you do is drink and chase after women. You''re not


    even a fraction of the man your brothers are! How did I even end up with such a useless son like you?!"


    Lance hadpletely lost his patience with Charles, and his words, spoken in anger, were harsh and


    humiliating, cutting deep.


    Charles was especially sensitive aboutparisons to Christopher and usations of impotence.


    Now, his own father was mercilessly hitting all his sore spots.


    "My current predicament is all thanks to Be!"


    With eyes red and breath heavy with rage, Charles blurted out, "If it wasn''t for that self-righteous quack


    of a doctor who operated on me, how could I have ended up so pathetic?! It''s all that bitch''s fault!"


    "Who did you just call a bitch?"


    Christopher''s lips parted slightly, his cool, pale voice breaking the silence as he fixed his gaze on


    Charles, his eyes glinting with a chilling, bloodthirsty menace. "I dare you to say it again."


    Charles'' heart skipped a beat. He stumbled back nervously onto the sofa, his tone diminishing in


    strength. "Anyway, it''s all Be Thompson''s fault! She was the one who operated on my leg. Why did


    my lower half stop functioning? She must''ve sabotaged me!"


    In the past, Charles would have never feared Christopher.


    But now, disabled and fallen from grace both in thepany and with their father, Charles was all bark


    and no bite, not daring to confront Christopher head-on anymore.


    "Pfft! Charles, Dad said your brain is full of shit, and here you are, eager to prove him right."


    Christopher adjusted his sses, a scornful smile ying on his lips. "If Be really wanted to harm


    you, she would''ve simply made you a high-level paraplegic. So, what you''re saying is that in order to


    harm you, she healed your leg only to render you impotent? Heh... Keep those brain-deadments


    within the family, please. Don''t embarrass the Iverson name elsewhere."


    "You!" Charles was so furious that his face turned red.


    "Enough! Stop buzzing around like a fly!"