The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1790

Ryan's dark, phoenix-like eyes locked onto Liam's malevolent expression, an undercurrent of dark aura flickering in his sharp gaze.

The sheer intensity of Ryan's gaze was intimidating.

Suddenly, Liam felt as if he were choking. His heart tightened in fear.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

But then he reminded himself that he had no reason to fear this young man. After all, he was Logan's only surviving son and an uncle to Ryan.

Liam was determined to go against Ryan at all costs.

After a brief contemplation, Logan spoke in a deep voice. "Liam, Ryan has proven himself over a long period, both in reputation and business sense. He is undoubtedly the best candidate for the group's next CEO. You need a reason to oppose this decision."

Standing tall and defiant, Liam shot Ryan a malicious glance before turning to Logan.

"Father."

"Use titles in the boardroom," Logan snapped. He had always disliked Liam's flippant demeanor. Liam was so unlike Ryan's father, Logan's late son.

"Chairman Hoffman," Liam reluctantly corrected himself. "By appointing Ryan as the CEO, you're essentially naming him the future head of the Hoffman family, right?"

Logan nodded.

"Given that, Ryan's status is incredibly significant."

Liam aimed to undermine Ryan while appearing to praise him. "Ryan wouldn't just be the CEO of the Hoffman Group. As your only grandson, he's the future of our entire family. This is akin to naming a crown prince!"

"What exactly are you getting at?" Unaware of his uncle's ulterior motives, Ryan stared at him with growing intensity.

"All I want to say is that every move you make affects the Hoffman Group's reputation, and your marriage is especially crucial to our family's future."

Liam's tone dripped with venomous insinuation. "You have to be serious about it."

"I'll marry whoever I want."

Ryan slammed his large palm onto the table. His phoenix-like eyes blazed crimson with fury. "No one can dictate that!"

There were no guns in this standoff, but everyone present was on edge.

"I may just be your uncle, so I can't interfere with your decisions. However, Chairman Hoffman is your grandfather, the undisputed head of the Hoffman family. Surely he has a say in this?"

Liam scoffed. His expression shifted from disdain to indignation as he added, "Chairman Hoffman, although our family ranks fourth among the four major families in Savrow, we're still a prestigious and influential family. With Ryan's looks and talents, even if he cannot marry a wealthy lady like Ms. Thompson, should we really allow him to marry a mentally unstable woman? Must our family degrade itself in this manner?!"

The crowd was stunned. The boardroom erupted into an uproar.

Mentally unstable?!

Was Ryan's fiancée, the youngest daughter of the Salvador family, mentally unstable?!

Was this a matter of matching social status or a case of charitable assistance?

"Liam."

Ryan remained seated. A blazing fury that could scorch the heavens and earth emanated from him. His hoarse voice carried a thick undertone of impending doom. "You had just insulted my fiancée publicly. Have you considered the consequences awaiting you?"

The room fell silent abruptly.

It was as if a born king's mere presence could deter all injustice.

"I insulted her? I merely stated the facts. Where's the insult in that?"

Liam smirked. He then promptly threw a stack of prepared documents onto the table, sliding them from one end of the long conference table to the other. "Come, everyone, take one. Let's all have a look! This is the psychiatric evaluation report of Ms. Carrie Salvador. Ryan, if I make up even half a word in this report, I'll do anything you want me to."