SWNOVELXO Chapter 478: Her daughter? Arwen.
Catrin still remembers —to Brenda's every decision, there was always one person who opposed it.
Not because there was always another best decision in contrast to it …
But rather because Andrew Adkins simply found it fun standing against Brenda Davies.
He simply didn't want to give an easy way.
As if he were there just to make things difficult for her.
So, Catrin was very sure that this time would be no different. As long as she gives him a reason to oppose, he will do it all willingly.
"Mr. Adkins, you must already know that tonight is not just the celebration of the company's success," Catrin said, her tone getting serious all so naturally. "My mother is planning to pass on the company's leadership to someone who is not even deserving. Being one of the stakeholders, are you just going to watch it?"
Andrew arched his brows. "Someone undeserving?" he asked, holding the stem of his flute while swirling the drinking a leisurely manner. "That couldn't possibly be happening. Don't you know your mother better than me, Catrin?"
Of course, she knew.
But she also believed that to defeat her, her mother would go to any extent. And that's exactly what she had been doing —choosing someone else to pass on the authority and responsibility.
"I know her, and that's why I know what she is doing isn't right," she said, her gaze glinting with hostility, staring into the distance. But then, blinking, she glanced back at the man and continued, "Mr. Adkins, Davies Internationals holds a meaning that I can't express. It's very important to me, more than anyone could, and that's why I need your help. Because I know we both share a mutual feeling for the company. Neither of us wants to see it pass to the wrong hands."
She said and waited for Andrew to agree to cooperate with her. She was so confident that her eyes were already beaming.
Andrew Adkins saw her like that and couldn't help but smile. His aged gaze was deep, as if he was thinking something of his own, smiling over it.
It was confusing, but since he was the only hope left to her, Catrin was ready to be as patient as possible.
She waited … and waited …
Until Andrew finally spoke, "Indeed, I won't sit idly and watch Davies Internationals fall into the wrong hands."
Catrin knew it. She was about to jump excited, ready to discuss the plan or how they could proceed, but her thoughts and words were both put on hold when Andrew interrupted her with a—
"But …" Andrew interrupted.
"But?"
"But I don't think it's getting passed on to any wrong hands," he said, his words tinged with a strong belief.
When Catrin heard him, she couldn't hold herself from frowning. "What do you me, Mr. Adkins?" she asked.
Andrew smiled and took a leisurely sip of his champagne. "I meant exactly what I said. For the first time in history, I don't have any reason to stand against your mother. I agree with her on her decision." He paused before continuing with a smile, "And since I agree with her decision, I find no reason to stand against it."
"How can you agree with her such an incompetent decision?" She could no longer hold herself back. It was frustrating. She thought it would be easy to make them see her point. But only now she realized that they were so sure of everything that she held the point of speaking at all.
It was like in their eyes, they had already accepted it.
How could her mother make everyone accept someone like this?
And, was Margaret really so capable that everyone was ready to put their faith in her? What did she do to deserve this?
Her records have nothing worth so much …
Andrew's brows tugged in a frown as he watched Catrin. "Out of all, Catrin, I didn't expect you to doubt your mother's decision. After all, better than her, you must know the capability your daughter holds."
Catrin was taken aback. She paused, not understanding what he meant by that.
Her daughter? Arwen.
What does this have to do with her?
Before she could ask him, a sudden commotion erupted at the entrance.
Conversations quieted as everyone turned towards the door, curious to see who had arrived.
But when after a few moments no one entered, someone murmured, "Looks like they have been stopped by the reporters outside."
"But who is it?" someone else asked with curiosity laced in the tone.
"It's the Vice President of the Davies Internationals, it seems," a guest offered, "While I was coming earlier, I heard someone whisper."
"The Vice President" another voice chimed in, surprised. "Haven't that position always been cloaked in mystery?"
"People know the title, but not the person," someone agreed. "He has always worked from the shadows, without coming the light."
"It's rumored that only a few top executives have seen him," another guest added. "Even the major shareholders haven't seen him. But since the company never suffered, no one cared to investigate who worked behind the success."
"In the industry, he is already been treated as mysterious gem. Many tried to poach him, but none were successful." Someone revealed, making everyone think more deeply. After all, loyalty does come with a reason.
"For someone like that to finally make a public appearance today … could there be a reason?" another guest finally voiced the question on everyone's mind.
Whispers and speculations filled the room, buzzing like static.
Catrin listened to it all, her expression darkening. Her eyes locked on the door, tension simmering beneath her skin.
Even she couldn't help her curiosity. Who was this person that Brenda had so thoroughly hidden —yet now revealed?
Meanwhile outside —
Neil pulled the car smoothly to stop in front of the grand entrance.
"We have arrived, sir," he announced.
Aiden turned to look at Arwen, his eyes soft yet steady. "Are you ready?"
Arwen didn't answer immediately. She paused for a few seconds before taking in a deep breath.
Then she turned to him and gave a quiet, confident nod. "I am."