Out in the corridor, Genevieve and Valerius stared in absolute, stunned silence as the terrifyingly powerful tycoon was unceremoniously evicted from the room by their daughter. They exchanged a look of pure bewilderment. Throughout the entire global grid, their daughter was likely the sole human being alive who possessed the sheer audacity to treat this dominant man with such blatant defiance.
Michael smoothed down his uniform, his expression mask-like as he turned to face the elders. "Grandfather, Auntie... Evelyn's emotional stability is currently highly volatile. I will grant her the necessary space today. Once she formalizes her discharge, I will personally visit the estate to check on her well-being."
