Revenge Wears My Ring novel Chapter 80

“Stephen, spread the word. Tomorrow at 9 a.m., Fletcher Group will hold an emergency shareholders’ meeting.”

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line.

After a few seconds, Stephen’s voice returned, steady as always, but now carrying a certain gravity and a sense of resolve—a tone that brooked no retreat.

“Yes, Miss Gwyneth. I won’t let you down.”

Gwyneth slowly set her phone aside.

Outside, the city lights shimmered—brilliant, yet cold—in her eyes.

She stood before the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing down at the sleeping city. Her eyes were sharp and icy, like a blade poised to strike.

She was Gwyneth.

Never just a pawn for others to move at will.

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Meanwhile, in the study of the Fletcher family manor, the lamp cast a dim golden glow.

Winston Fletcher stared at his computer screen, reading Stephen’s email about the emergency shareholders’ meeting. His fingers tapped absently on the polished mahogany desk, his brow furrowed in thought.

“Gwyneth’s called an emergency meeting?” he muttered, a calculating glint flickering in his clouded eyes. “So sudden, right at this critical moment…”

“Could it be she’s finally marrying Julian? And she wants to transfer the shares to him officially?” The more Winston considered it, the more convinced he became. A greedy smile curled on his lips. “Makes sense. Old Yale’s no fool—there’s no way he’d let the Fletcher family’s assets dangle within reach without taking a bite. He must be pushing Gwyneth to get the transfer done early.”

He immediately snatched up his phone, scrolled to Julian’s number, and dialed.

After a few rings, the call connected. The background was noisy, and Julian’s voice was clipped, brimming with barely concealed irritation. “Yeah? What do you want?”

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