"Let's wait for Mr. Sheldon to wake up before discussing this further.
Right now, what's crucial is for you, Miss Whitney, to get a grip on how things work around Sheldon Enterprises. Show your grandfather what you're made of. The company's going through some rough waters, and it's your job to steady the ship. There's a lot to be done.
I'll call a meeting with the senior management later. Use this opportunity to make a good first impression on them."
Cody immediately took charge, organizing the schedule like a pro.
Whitney nodded, "Cody, you and the other fired shareholders will be reinstated tomorrow."
Mr. Rufus and Mr. Cook were both elated and grateful, "Miss, we'll support you all the way.
It's clear the old man still has his reservations about you. That just means you need to step up even more. Once Mr. Sheldon wakes up, he'll definitely stand by you. After all, Sheldon Enterprises might very well be yours to inherit one day."
Whitney wasn't thinking that far ahead. Checking the time, it was already past four. Tonight was going to be a long one.
"Let's get that meeting started. I want everyone to get to know me better."
As Whitney was about to ask the secretary to prepare a temporary office, Sandy came over and nudged her arm, gesturing mysteriously towards Mr. Sheldon's office.
Whitney raised an eyebrow and quietly pushed the door ajar, only to find the matriarch and patriarch hadn't left yet.
Jared sat silently in the big office chair.
Florence was on her knees in front of him, tears streaming down her face, "Grandpa, I swear, I had no idea about my true parentage. Mom never told me anything, and I always thought of Hugh as a dear uncle. I can't believe they deceived me, deceived all of us in the Sheldon family. I feel so guilty and tormented. My existence is so tainted.
No wonder I've been sickly all my life, as if punished by the heavens.
Grandma... please take care of yourself. I probably won't be able to stay by your side anymore.
I'm a disgrace to the Sheldon family, a person who shouldn't have been born.
I... I might as well die now..."
As Florence weakly tried to hurl herself against the wall, Jared was stunned.
The grandmother couldn't stand it any longer and rushed to embrace Florence, tears in her eyes, "Florence! What are you thinking?
Holly! Come and talk some sense into her."
"Mom, Dad, it's my fault. Florence didn't know she was born out of wedlock. Please, Dad, forgive her," Holly pleaded, wrapping her arms around Florence. "It's me who deserves to die. My most kind-hearted daughter, it's all my fault!"
The grandmother glared at Holly with disdain.
After a moment's thought, she said, "Grandpa, Florence is begging for mercy, she might truly be innocent. If Whitney accuses Florence of being a part of this, considering Florence's frail health and her attempt to prove her innocence through death, maybe we should stop pushing her. Do we really want her to die to be satisfied?
Florence... you're carrying Ludwik's child. This child is also suffering."
"Grandma... you always understood me best. You know the injustice I suffered." Florence sobbed heavily in her grandmother's embrace, her eyes conveying a mix of despair and defiance.
This flash of defiance was caught by Whitney, who was watching from the doorway.
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