You Looked Down on Me Once, Now You Look Up. novel Chapter 321

When Emerson first took over the Martin Group, he went all out to win over Jason’s loyal crew. He acted like the perfect boss, dishing out favors, making everyone feel like they were part of his inner circle.

He kept saying they were family.

And when they finally believed him—when they started trusting him and working hard on his behalf—he turned around and kicked them to the curb. Emerson never cared about loyalty. He used people and then tossed them aside, just like he did with her husband.

After her husband died, Emerson put on a show, pretending to be devastated. He handed her a huge compensation check, and since she was pregnant at the time, he encouraged her to keep the baby. He promised nannies, the best doctors, a private hospital—the works.

For a while, she really thought he was a good person. She believed she’d backed the right horse.

It wasn’t until a year later, scrolling through her junk mail, that she found an old email buried in the spam folder.

Her husband had laid everything out in that message—what really happened, proof that Emerson had broken the law, and even a recording of a phone call that would ruin him.

She held her tongue and played it safe for years, just like her husband told her to do. Slowly, carefully, she gave up the power she once held. In the end, she resigned, saying she needed to take care of her child. That was the only way she made it out.

If she hadn’t, she would have been next.

People who steal a little get punished, but those who steal a lot become kings.

Emerson went from a nobody to the boss of a listed company.

Could anyone really believe he did it cleanly?

So many people had died because of him. It was time he paid for it.

Patricia drove straight back to Cloud Peak.

As soon as she walked in, she spotted Lincoln coming out of the tea room on the first floor.

He greeted her politely. “Good evening, Mrs. Grant.”

Patricia nodded back, but before she could move, someone called out from inside the tea room.

“Pattie.”

She stepped in. “What’s up?”

Oliver looked like he’d been expecting her. He set a steaming cup of tea on the table across from him.

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