"Without my mother and the Farrell Group backing them, they're cautious about investments. But caution takes time, and I want quick results," Kathryn said firmly.

She continued, "Just do as I say. For them, it's simple violence, but for me, it's a swift victory."

Kathryn had no patience for elaborate economic schemes. To her, the intelligence of her three brothers didn't justify the effort.

If they wanted her dead, she'd give them the chance. And if she survived, their bad luck was inevitable.

Even when her mother was alive, she had been clear with Kathryn: if her brothers ever turned against her and caused trouble, she shouldn't hesitate to act decisively.

Her mother had always said, "I'm a mother, and I could never bring myself to harm my sons."

At the time, Kathryn thought her mother was harsh. After all, the woman had even harmed her own sister, who had raised Kathryn.

above everything else. Whoever jeopardized its

reflecting on those words, Kathryn felt her mother's cold resolve in herself. She truly was

that same cruelty,

Kathryn set her mind on something, no one could change it. Seeing her

night, she texted her husband, Duncan: "Hubby, are you asleep? I moved into the Farrell family mansion today, but can't sleep. Maybe I just don't feel

had been home to Clarissa's family for

out the master bedroom, erasing all traces of their mother. Although it was the traditional room for the head of

had suggested hiring a decorator to renovate the master

head of the family typically renovated the mansion upon

clan in their ancestral worship ceremony, so her position wasn't official. Renovating the

once she had solidified her position and gained everyone's support. The current décor, updated during Clarissa's tenure, felt outdated for

3 a.m. Duncan was surely asleep. She didn't expect

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