Chapter 1967
No.1
"I've been suffering the most through all of this!"
Victoria curled into a small ball on the cold marble floor.
Her fragile form looked heartbreakingly vulnerable.
She hugged her knees tightly as tears continued to fall.
"Now everyone in the world despises me," she whispered. "No one trusts me or likes me anymore."
She looked up with pleading eyes. "But I'm your real granddaughter. Would you really treat me like everyone else? Would you really bully me too?"
Her voice grew softer. "This is my home, my only safe place. I don't even ask to marry Alexander anymore. I just don't want you all to look down on me..."
Her words were filled with humility and pain.
Theodore's stern expression finally softened.
No.2
He let out a heavy sigh. "Go back to your room and rest. I'll make sure everyone here treats you properly."
He paused, considering his next words. "As for the shares... there's no alternative. We must wait for this scandal to pass before returning them to you."
Victoria's hands clenched tightly beneath her sleeves.
He was still taking her thirty percent shares?
Even after seeing her completely broken and vulnerable?
Ice-cold determination filled her gaze.
All that acting had been for nothing?
How could he be so heartless?
Transfer them back later? She knew better.
No.3
They would keep all her shares until they discovered she wasn't the real daughter.
Then they would throw her out completely.
A cold smile touched Victoria's lips as she staggered to her feet.
"Grandfather," she said, her voice trembling. "You've forced my hand. You left me no choice."
She met his gaze directly. "I considered you all my family, my only support system. But now you've all turned against me!"
Her voice rose with desperation. "I have nothing left! Those shares are my only security!"
"I can't lose them! I won't let you take them from me!"
She took a shaky breath. "So forgive me... but you've pushed me to this point. I have no other options."
Theodore felt a sudden sense of unease. "What are you doing?"
No.4
Victoria pulled out her phone and showed him several photos.
The images showed Benjamin locked in a small underground room.
The dark space had no windows, only a dim yellow light overhead.
Benjamin knelt on the floor, curled into a pitiful position.
Theodore's face paled with alarm. "Victoria! How could you do this to your own brother? He gave you his shares!"
"Don't worry, Grandfather," Victoria said coldly. "As long as you don't take my shares and give me your thirty percent, I'll make sure Benjamin returns home safely."
Theodore's expression darkened completely.
Not only could he not take her shares, but he had to give her his own?
She was using Benjamin to threaten him!
No.5
"Victoria!" Theodore Montgomery's voice thundered through the room. "Have you completely lost your mind? You're destroying your own future! The family will despise you even more for this!"
"What does it matter?" Victoria Kensington's bitter laugh echoed coldly. "None of you ever liked me anyway. You all hate me now and want to strip me of my shares. You treat me like garbage when I need my family the most. What difference does any of this make?"
Her smile twisted into something painful. "I'm just trying to secure something for myself. My health is ruined. Modeling is over for me. Alexander Whitmore will never marry me now. I can't expect the family to treat me the same ever again."
She stepped closer, her eyes burning with desperation. "All I want are the shares. I'll pour everything into the company. I'll lose myself in work. When I control sixty percent of the Montgomery shares, no one will ever bully me again. No one will look down on me. I will remain Ms. Kensington. I will be the one in charge of this family!"
Theodore stared at her, fury and disbelief warring within him. "What makes you think I would ever agree to such madness?" he scowled. "With our resources and Isabella's help, finding Benjamin will be a matter of time. Your threats are empty."
"Go ahead and try!" Victoria's voice turned shrill, her composure shattering. "But if you refuse me, I won't hesitate to have him killed! Let's see who finds him first. You pushed me to this. I have nothing left to lose. I am capable of anything now!"
She was completely unhinged. A deranged, fierce light glowed in her eyes. Theodore had never seen this side of his granddaughter. The usually poised and gentle Victoria was gone, replaced by this monstrous stranger openly threatening murder to get her way.
She would truly kill Benjamin. His only grandson. Victoria was corrupt, rotten to the core. Isabella was brilliant, but she was adopted. The family would never fully accept her as heir. Benjamin was the only legitimate future for the company. Theodore's face hardened into a mask of grim severity.
Victoria put her phone away and thrust a document into his hands. "Read it, Grandfather. Don't forget, I am your real granddaughter. My blood is Montgomery blood. Despite all my mistakes, I am still the most capable of all your grandchildren."
No.6
Her voice softened into a persuasive, venomous whisper. "The company will not be destroyed in my hands. It will grow stronger. Bigger. You have no reason to hesitate." She forced the proposal into his grip.
He looked down at the detailed plans for the Montgomery Group's future. It was impeccably crafted. It even outlined strategies to mitigate the current scandal's damage. She was undeniably capable.
But did that mean he had to hand over everything to this villainous girl?
"Just agree, Grandfather," she coaxed, her tone hypnotic. "I was forced into this. I need something to rely on. I can't bear being cast aside by everyone. I will take care of the family. I will prove myself to the world. You don't actually have another choice, do you?"
Her words were a demon's sweet song.
Theodore glared, but she held his gaze without flinching. In that moment, he saw it—a desperate, cornered young woman, pushed to the brink, truly willing to kill.
If he refused, Victoria might actually have Benjamin murdered.
After a long, heavy silence, Theodore pulled out his phone. He called his attorney. "Prepare a contract immediately. I am transferring my thirty percent shares. Keep this absolutely confidential."
"Yes, Sir," the attorney replied and began working.
No.7
A wave of relief washed over Victoria. It was working. Everything was falling into place.
She had succeeded.
Soon, she would own sixty percent of the Montgomery Group. She would be the largest shareholder. She would be unstoppable.
The attorney arrived shortly. His frown was immediate and deep when he saw Victoria was the recipient. Transferring thirty percent to her? After her reputation was in tatters? This would devastate the company.
"Mr. Montgomery..." the attorney began, his voice laced with concern and caution.
Theodore Montgomery said nothing in response to his lawyer’s inquiry.
He picked up the pen.
His signature flowed across the document, his gaze fixed intently on Victoria.
“I expect you to honor our agreement, Victoria.”