Be’s heart swelled as she looked at her Grandpa, who always stood behind her and chose her over his own sons.

"Thank you, Grandpa…" Her voice trembled slightly, trying hard not to shed tears.

"Oh, my dear Be, you don’t need to say that," Isaacforted her.

Isaac always felt sympathetic towards his granddaughter, Be. Her parents had mistreated her, and Isaac always tried to intervene. Despite scolding Be’s father for his biased approach in raising Henry over Be, his son, Lucas Donovan, remained stubborn and refused to listen.

Be could only sigh silently while hiding her teary eyes.

"Okay, now, you don’t need to worry about anything. Your father won’t bother you anymore. I firmly told your father and uncle I don’t care about their actions. Even if thepany closes because of their stupidity, I don’t care..." Isaac said calmly, but his fiery-looking gaze failed to hide his inward anger.

Since Isaac knows about all his sons using Be’s marriage with Tristan as a business deal with the Sinir Group, he has given up on all his sons. He withdrew from Donovan Group and tried to live quietly.

...

After feeling better, Be looked back at her grandfather. She needed to know if her Grandpa knew about her uncle sending gangsters to catch her.

"Grandpa, when did youstmunicate with my father and uncle?" Be asked.

"This morning, your father came with your third uncle. They were still trying to ask for my blessing and asked me to convince you for the sake of thepany’s safety, but of course, I still ignored them."

Be took a deep breath before telling her grandfather about the incident where she was almost kidnapped by gangsters sent by her uncle.

Before Be had finished exining, she could see her grandfather’s face redden; he was so angry.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE THEY DOING!? Your uncle sent gangsters to catch you? What shamelessness! How could he have the heart to do that?" Hearing of his eldest son’s evilness, Isaac felt like his heart was about to burst.

In a hurry, Isaac took his cell phone, and with trembling hands, he opened his phone book. "I will call him now and scold him, how dare he—"

"Grandpa, please stop it," Be immediately stopped Isaac. "Don’t do anything for now..."

Isaac’s fingers stopped searching for his first son’s name in the phone book. Confusedly, he looked at Be, "Why did you stop me, dear!?" he asked.

"There’s no need to waste energy scolding him, Grandpa. I’ll deal with my first uncle. I have big ns for him for what he did to me. But..." Be was silent for a moment, trying to suppress the anger that was starting to consume her.

"Yes, dear, what is it?" Isaac asked when he saw her looking angry but not saying anything.

"Grandpa, if... I did something terrible to the Donovan Group..." Her eyes blink a few times before she continues. "Will you be disappointed in me?"

Isaac frowned, confused by her statement.

"Please speak clearly, My dear. My rusty brain can’t grasp what you mean." Isaac said.

Be was silent for a few seconds before she finally exined her n to bring Jacob Donovan down and pay for what he had done. She would cause the Donovan Group’s share price to drop to its lowest point and create discord between the current CEO, Jacob Donovan, and the other shareholders.

She could picture all shareholders putting pressure on the current CEO, her dear Uncle Jacob.

And, of course, she would ensure her uncle steps down from the position he is really proud of.

Be also nned to force all her uncles and father to sell their shares to her under her secretpany.

Her grand n was to ensure that they all went bankrupt. And, she would take control of thepany when she became thergest shareholder.

She would fire all her uncles and father from thepany and hire professionals to run it.

Because her uncle, Jacob Donovan, couldn’t run thepany. He has been CEO for almost ten years; However, instead of bringing thepany to more significant growth, thepany he controlled actually did the opposite.

Be slightly took a deep sigh as she said, "That’s my n, Grandpa. I hope you don’t mind if I carry it out. This is for the sake of the Donovan Group, thepany you built..."

Isaac gasped in surprise when he heard Be’s big n. He was amazed to listen to it. He didn’t expect his dear granddaughter, who was always gentle, to dare take such a huge step to fight her uncles and father.

"Be, I will support you one hundred percent... No, not a hundred, but a thousand..." His eyes beaming, he looked at Be. "Do you need money to do this? I will ask Nick to transfer my money to you..."

Be remained silent. She didn’t need her Grandpa’s money; she had plenty in her Swiss bank ount.

Isaac smiled when he saw Be not saying anything. He continued, "Well, even though I have been retired for a long time, I am still rich. I have a lot of money in the bank and countless assets around this country to sell if you need more money. You can use it to teach your Uncles and Father..." He said happily.

Be felt amused, looking at how excited her Grandpa was.

"Thank you, Grandpa. But at the moment, I don’t need it. I have plenty of money from Tristan. He paid me a lot of money when he forced me to sign a divo—" Be couldn’t bring herself to continue her sentence when she saw Tristan’s face slowly turn gloomy. She suddenly wanted to scold herself for saying such words.

Be gently held Tristan’s hand and gave him an apologetic look. She knew he had been ming himself for a past incident and could never move on.

"Grandpa… I mean… I have more than enough ready funds. Buying all the shares from the current shareholders at a premium is not a problem for me..."