The Heir

MAXIMILLIAN would laugh out loud if only they were not in the middle of a business meeting. The shock on Victoria’s relatives’ faces when she said she will take the project brought him satisfaction. It was like a pre-taste of sweet success for him and his wife. But then, it did not last long. Perhaps, it was too early for triumph.

“Seriously, Victoria? Are you sure you are taking this project?” Iris said after she recovered from the shock. “Come on, dear cousin. Maybe you should think about this more than a hundred times. Look, I have been there at the LS Group. They are rude. Gosh, whenever I imagine how miserable my Dominic looks like that day, I want to cry.”

“Is that so?” Maximillian butt in.

Iris scowled at him. She was about to say something when Franklin started mocking his wife.

“We all know that Victoria will only bring harm to our family’s name and the company.” Franklin looked in his wife’s direction and sneered. “She can’t do it. Believe me.”

“No, she can.” Maximillian’s fists clenched.

“Really? Then why do you think she remains at the lowest position in the company? Because she’s a woman who is certainly not capable of running the business—”

“Of course, Victoria is well capable of running the business. It is just that you are not giving her the chance to prove herself. You and your medieval point of view!” Maximillian snapped. He could not take it any longer. There was no way he would let that mockery slide this time around. He was not weak anymore. “She has been doing her best at work. But what did you do? You did not pay attention just because she is a woman, and you do not believe that she can do what men can do.”

Victoria grasped his

teeth. “And you, Franklin.” Maximillian pointed a finger at his wife’s cousin. “Do you really think you

as a witness, he would come to him and punch him in the face. The clenching of his jaw

you say that you son of a waste!” Franklin snarled. “You don’t even know how to

guy who always gets the favor of your grandmother because you are the eldest son of this family.

his wife would just sulk in their home and acted as if nothing was wrong later on. Because she was a woman, she did not have the voice to speak for herself. It was as if she did not have any rights. And it sucks! Gone are the days

Griffith stomped her cane on the floor, louder this time. It was her way

has the final say here, it is me,” the old

this household and the company. If she does not approve of Victoria taking

sure that you want to take this project, Victoria?” Old Mrs. Griffith turned to his

and shaky. So, Maximillian cupped

grandma,” Victoria replied

deal to the LS Group, you will become the general manager.” Old Mrs. Griffith arched a brow. “And