Genius Kids' Scheme Claiming Daddy's Billionaire Empire novel Chapter 237

Fancy lights shone down on the Haven family dinner table, showing off stiff shoulders and fake smiles all around. George sat at the head, his worn face lighting up for a second when Adam wheeled in with Marcus.

“Adam, eat more,” George nudged, pointing toward an untouched dish. “You’re wasting away.”

Adam nodded, moving food around his plate without taking a bite. His mind was still back at Emerald Garden, where Lily had insisted on giving him special cookies she’d baked “just for Uncle Adam” before he left.

“By the way,” Adam said, cutting through the awkward small talk, “those missing parts? Found them. Cops have them now, but we’ll get them back soon.” His voice got colder. “Someone from inside took them. We’ll catch them.”

George’s expression remained unreadable as he cut his steak. Not surprised, not curious–just listening.

Victor studied the exchange, his knuckles whitening around his fork. The silence stretched until he couldn’t stand it anymore.

“This was your responsibility, Victor finally said, unable to hide his smirk. “Seems like a major oversight failure, doesn’t it?”

Adam didn’t look up immediately. When he did, his eyes locked directly with his uncle’s.

“Speaking of failures,” Adam replied, casual as discussing the weather, “heard about your overseas investments tanking. Funny how that never came up at board meetings.”

You could practically see sparks flying between them. Victor’s face twitched, panic replacing his smug look. How the hell does he know? The question burned in his mind as he fought to look calm.

“What’s this about?” George cut in, his razor–sharp gaze hitting Victor like a spotlight.

“Nothing serious,” Victor managed, voice pitching higher. “Minor setback. Already handling it.”

Owned,

Victor sat far enough away that the dining room’s shadows hid his sweaty brow. George apparently buying the excuse at

face value.

“How many times have I told you not to chase quick money?” George shook his head. “One wrong move and you’re totally screwed.*

Adam watched silently. His uncle’s nervous eye–darting confirmed everything Thomas had dug up–Victor was in deep trouble.

“Have a full report ready for tomorrow’s meeting,” Marcus added, setting down his glass with a soft clink.

Victor’s jaw tightened as realization hit. Father and son were boxing him in “Fine,” he bit out.

The uncomfortable silence lasted seconds before Victor launched his counterattack.

“Weren’t you finalizing things with the Wright girl?” Victor asked, voice rising just enough to grab everyone’s attention. ‘Yet you’re hanging around some doctor instead.”

Adam’s expression didn’t change, but something dangerous flickered behind his eyes.

“Talented physician from what I hear,” Victor continued, faking innocence. “Though she comes with baggage–three kids, right?” Hẹ tilted his head. “Interesting choice over Samantha Wright.”

Adam’s eyes darkened gradually. The reality hit hard–Victor had been watching him, tracking his movements, investigating Irene,

Irene. Just thinking her name made something shift in his chest. A few months ago, he would’ve ignored this obvious, balt, but now,

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