Chapter 89

Everyone at the company knew Vernon and I didn't get along. Since Racquelle looked down on me, nobody ever defended me—instead, they just waited to see the drama unfold. But my status had changed. I was the vice chairman of the Smith Group. Although they no longer dared to treat me as they once had, many still sided with Vernon. After all, Racquelle was the Smith family heiress, and I was merely an adopted son, disposable at any moment. Since I wasn't Gerald's biological son, what right did I have to remain vice chairman? As I walked toward the building, I could feel the curious gazes of those around me, waiting to see how I'd handle the situation. I had no interest in wasting time with Vernon, but as I continued my way, he blocked my path. He crossed his arms, glaring coldly. "Did I say you could leave?" "What do you want?" I asked calmly, meeting his gaze. Vernon pointed at me. "Call Ms. Smith. Tell her I have a surprise for her!" Everyone around us fell silent, watching to s