CHAPTER 111: CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ELEVEN: A PLOT AGAINST CHRISTY

Kendrick’s POV

No matter how I try to stay focused, the image of that little boy touching her hair keeps popping up in my head.

"Boss, are you okay?" Evans asked when I flung the document I was holding.

I didn’t respond as I was trying to get the image off my mind.

"Did Mr Michaelson still bring his proposal? I remember he seemed desperate to work with us right?" I asked him after getting a slight hold on my emotions.

"Yes boss, he called to inform us that he would be here by noon" he replied quickly and I nodded.

"Let me know when he arrives" I said before picking up my tablet to check the company’s stock.

"Anything else?" I noticed he wasn’t leaving and had a hesitant expression on his face.

"There’s news about madam Black" he said with a not so calm expression. My hand paused and I dropped the tablet to listen.

"Her son couldn’t be saved due to lack of funds for his surgery and she seemed to have also had a fight with her husband. He filed for a divorce and prevented her from being at their son’s funeral" he observed my expression after he was done reporting.

"How were you expecting me to react?" I laughed when I noticed his gaze and smiled.

"I’m afraid she will definitely blame you for her son’s death because of the money reversal," he said with a worried expression.

"She would have still had an issue with me if he had survived, so I am not surprised about her coming for me, what is really surprising for me is the fact that she allowed the son she claimed to love so much to die" I laughed at how heartless she can be, even to those she claimed to love.

"Boss, are you saying she has the money but refused to use it?" Evans asked with a shocked expression and I laughed again.

That’s my mother, I know her like the back of my hand.

"Do not underestimate her, she has more money and properties than you can even imagine. She is the type of person that would rather die than spend a penny of her own money on someone else, even if she cares about that person" I said with a calm smile.

"Inform me when Mr Michaelson arrives" I instructed and he nodded in a daze before walking out of my office.

What a mother!

I laughed as I remembered how she had said I was nothing compared to her son but in the end, she only cared about herself.

And it’s a good thing that I always plan ahead, as I was certain she would act this way.

I can still remember how her husband, Mr Singhania spoke to me with so much hatred over the phone.

Asking me why I wanted his innocent son dead, but after I sent him a file containing the list of my mother’s overseas accounts and properties, he became speechless.

Now, he knows the kind of woman he has been loving all these years and he was smart enough to file for a divorce instead of wanting to make life difficult for her.

Ring Ring!

The long awaited call finally came in and I picked it up with a smile.

"Do you think you have won?" My mother’s furious voice came through the line.

"I was never in a competition with you Lauretta" I replied coldly.

She seemed stunned that I addressed her by her name and was silent for a few seconds.

"Oh... I see how it is now, you have drawn the battle line" she said aggressively.

"I am a very busy person, I don’t have time for your petty games" I responded while casually tapping a finger on my table.

"Now I have nothing to lose, so you better be prepared for me!" she said with a sinister voice before hanging up.

I knew this day would come and it was the major reason why I let Christy leave.

It’s better to not have a weakness that is known by your opponents, if not it would definitely be used against you.

That’s what my grandfather told me when our baby died. I didn’t understand what he meant until this moment.

But would Lauretta really let her go?

Knock knock!

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Come in," I said without lifting my head.

"Congratulations... I heard the good news" Curtis’ voice came from the direction of the door and I looked at him without saying anything.

"Now, your position as the only legitimate heir is totally secured and no one would threaten you ever again" he said with a sly smile.

"It’s good that you have finally gotten some awareness and stopped trying to fight for what isn’t yours. Even being an employee of this company is because I showed you mercy" I said coldly and his expression immediately darkened with restrained anger.

He hated being told that he wasn’t truly related to the Black family.

"You must be happy that your brother is dead but Lauretta would never let you go," he said with a mocking voice.

"I never had a brother and I am not responsible for his death, so why would she come for me?" I asked with a smile.

"And you seem to be very interested in other people’s business, if you actually invest the same time and energy into your job, your department wouldn’t be such a failure" I added and his face scrunched up in anger as his clenched fists trembled on his sides.

"You better...."

"I heard that you moved out of the Black family house with your mother and sister. You told grandfather that you wanted a fresh start.

Is your definition of a fresh start embezzling company funds to set up your own company" I interrupted him coldly and he froze before quickly masking his expressions.

"I have no idea what you are talking about and you better not accuse me of what I know nothing about" he said through gritted teeth while glaring at me.

"Don’t you think your reaction is a little too much for someone being accused? You look more like someone whose schemes have been exposed" I said with a calm voice and tossed a folder to him.

He immediately opened it and his expressions were quite entertaining to watch.

" Did you really think I wouldn’t notice? I had personally set up a system that alerts me even when a dollar is missing from the accounts.

I kept turning a blind eye to your little moves but you seem to be getting even more greedy lately" I said with a sly smirk.

He dropped the file after going through it and looked at me with a hateful gaze.

"There are a lot of people that wish they could kill me with their gaze but unfortunately that is impossible" I said coldly.

"What do you want?" he asked angrily and I slowly tapped my finger on the table while thinking.

"Nothing for now, I will let you know when I find you useful and remember that I have enough evidence to make you sleep in prison for the rest of your life" I said with a serious tone.

He could only clench his fist in anger and remain quiet. I wouldn’t mind sending him to jail if he crossed my bottom line.

"You can leave now" I said coldly, he walked away and slammed the door behind him.

"Boss" Evans barged in with an anxious expression.

"What’s wrong?" I asked him with a frown as I wondered what could get him so riled up.

"Madam Lauretta called Mark, and she told him they are continuing as planned" he reported and I frowned even more.

What plan could she have with him?

"And Boss, the man we stationed to watch Mark just reported that there is another girl in his apartment, after careful investigation, we found out who she is" he paused and I gestured for him to continue.

"She is Miss Christy’s foster sister, Piper" as soon as I heard the name, I immediately came to a conclusion.

Lauretta wants to go after Christy but why her?

"Why do you think she wants to go after Christy?" I asked him and he frowned.

"She probably thinks that harming Miss Christy would deal a huge blow on you and the Lancaster family... KiKilling two birds with one stone" as soon as he confirmed my thoughts, I immediately picked up my jacket to leave.

"Give Mason a call, tell him to meet me in our usual place" I instructed before hurrying out of the office.

We need to come up with a way to protect Christy without her knowing.

"President Black, I was on my way to your office" a middle aged man rushed up to me as soon as I stepped out of the elevator.

"Mr Michaelson, how may I help you?" I asked him impatiently.

"I submitted a proposal earlier and I was asked to come for discussion today" he replied with a smile.

"I think your proposal is great but your son, Ashton, seems to have a bad opinion of me. So I will have to politely decline your offer" I said coldly before walking away while he stood there with a pale expression.

I didn’t have time to deal with trivial things at the moment.