The recovery banquet began.
Aside from a very select few who were particularly pleased, everyone else looked as though they were attending a funeral.
Let's start with Yvette Grant.
While Warren Grant was outside causing a huge scene with the Old Master, she had received a text from a hacker. It said the audio file on the recording pen had been erased and that she had nothing to worry about.
Yvette Grant's heart, which had been caught in her throat, finally settled.
'Great, now I'm no longer under Shirley Thorne's thumb!'
'If I'd known this hacker was so capable, I never would have followed Shirley Thorne's orders and spoken up for that mistress in front of the family.'
'Still, the current situation isn't half bad.'
'Because Warren Grant was stupid enough, and ruthless enough, to actually harm himself just to get his mistress into the recovery banquet.'
'A normal person would find it baffling. It's just one meal, isn't it?'
'Was it really worth all that?'
