Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Vincent Grant Puts Up Half His Fortune to Help Her

"When I have time, I’ll go see her."

"Good." Ms. Warren was very pleased with her answer. "She called a few days ago, saying she’d caught the eye of the director of a very prestigious Cathan orchestra. She’ll be joining a world tour soon and might even get her own solo concert."

"She used to admire you the most. If you go see her, she’ll be absolutely thrilled."

"Is that so?"

Sophia Shaw was surprised that Seraphina Vaughn had achieved so much in just a few short years, but she was also happy for her.

She chatted with Ms. Warren for a little while longer before hanging up.

She stood alone in the hallway, digesting what Ms. Warren had said.

Her teacher was in good health, and Seraphina was already at the peak of her career.

How wonderful.

She shouldn’t be upset anymore about her teacher acting as Joanna Sherman’s consultant.

’Nothing is more important than his well-being.’

Sophia Shaw repeatedly told herself this, taking a few deep breaths before slowly heading downstairs.

A black Jeep SUV was parked in the courtyard. Its high wheels and chassis made it look like a coiled black spider, brimming with power.

Miles Grant stepped out of the vehicle.

"Faye," Miles Grant said as he walked over.

When Sophia Shaw saw him, she only nodded silently, not calling him "Big Brother" as she used to.

Miles Grant looked a little uncomfortable as well, but he spoke up. "I need to explain something. The launch order for Zenith’s two satellites wasn’t arranged by Grandfather or Father. Vincent bought the two satellites himself and came to me privately to donate them to the military."

"He had only one condition: the satellites had to be launched by Zenith. Since he was the one donating them, the request seemed reasonable, so I accepted."

’So that’s how it is.’

’Vincent Grant really spared no expense to prop up Joanna Sherman.’

Buying a satellite costs billions of US dollars at the very least. Two of them would be nearly ten billion.

And he bought them without batting an eye.

Ten billion US dollars was equivalent to half of Vincent Grant’s net worth.

’At least it wasn’t Grandfather or Julian Grant who helped Vincent.’

Sophia Shaw cherished her relationship with the Grants, especially with Old Master Grant.

If they had really helped Joanna Sherman, it would have been like a knife to her heart.

"Thank you for telling me."

Miles Grant looked at her worriedly. "Sister-in-law, I know this is a lot to ask, but could you please not divorce Vincent?"

"Not divorce him?"

Sophia Shaw looked at Miles Grant.

There was no anger, no ridicule—just clear, emotionless eyes.

Yet they pricked Miles Grant’s conscience so much that he couldn’t even lift his head.

He had agreed to accept Vincent’s donation and conditions because Vincent had said, "After I help Joanna Sherman this one time, Zenith and the Grant Group will officially decouple. Joanna Sherman will run Zenith on her own, and I’ll shift my focus back to the Grant Group. At the same time, I’ll return to my family and spend more time on my home life."

A prodigal son’s return is worth more than gold.

Miles Grant didn’t want to see them break up just like that.

"Trust me, you two will have a good life ahead of you."

"Vincent..."

"Miles Grant, that’s enough!"

Eleanor Crawford got out of the car and growled.

Her eyes were red and bloodshot.

Her fingers, gripping the top of the car door, were clenched tight.

"Why are you telling Faye not to get a divorce? You should be telling Vincent to hurry up and get one!"

"Eleanor!"

It was the first time Miles Grant had seen Eleanor Grant act so unreasonably. His eyes filled with confusion. "You’re supposed to mend fences, not break them! Besides, Vincent and Faye have been married for so many years, and they have two children!"

"So what if they have kids?"

Eleanor Crawford had been holding back, not wanting to reveal her inner turmoil in front of Sophia Shaw.

But she couldn’t take it anymore.

’It’s one thing for Miles Grant to bully me, but to bully Faye too!’

"Miles Grant, why should Faye have to swallow her pride and stay for the children when Vincent has done so many disgusting things?"

"Why don’t you ask Vincent why he won’t live a proper life with Faye, since they have two children?"

"Why don’t you force Vincent to stay away from Joanna Sherman? Make *him* swallow his pride! Tell him he’s not allowed to even look at Joanna Sherman, not allowed to invest a single penny in her?"

Miles Grant was left tongue-tied by Eleanor Crawford’s tirade. He could only say in a low voice, "But Vincent won’t listen, will he? Only Faye..."

"Only Faye will listen, so you pick on the easy target?"

Eleanor Crawford suddenly started laughing.

"I get it now!"

’So the reason Miles Grant dares to bully me is because he thinks I’m an easy target, just like Sophia!’

"Miles Grant, you can bully me, but I will absolutely not stand for you bullying Faye!"

Eleanor Crawford stood protectively in front of Sophia Shaw like a frantic mother hen, her eyes wide. It was as if she would draw a sword and cut down any enemy who dared to approach, slicing them into a thousand pieces.

Miles Grant felt deeply wronged. "I wasn’t bullying Faye! It’s just that Vincent..."

"Shut up!"

Eleanor Crawford had never been one to throw even a small tantrum in front of Miles Grant, but today, she was hysterical.

"Vincent has been glued to Joanna Sherman’s side ever since she came back—for a full year and a half! Faye was pregnant, she gave birth, and he knew nothing!"

"And now he’s spending half his net worth to help Joanna Sherman, and you still expect them to stay together?"

"Have you even thought about Faye’s feelings? If she stays with him, don’t you think she’ll be disgusted to death?!"

"I will!" Sophia Shaw replied firmly. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Even if Vincent’s heart weren’t entirely with Joanna Sherman, she couldn’t take him back.

To her, the Vincent of today was like a piece of chewing gum that Joanna Sherman had already chewed up and spat out for her to eat. How could she possibly bring herself to take a bite?

Sophia Shaw walked over to Eleanor Crawford, took her arm, and gently shook her head.

"Sister-in-law, there’s no need to get angry with your husband on my account."

"Faye..."

Eleanor Crawford looked at her, tears streaming down her face.

She wasn’t really standing up for Sophia Shaw; she was just using this incident to vent her own grievances.

Sophia Shaw rubbed her brow wearily. "Of the eleven companies we originally had, six of them went over to Joanna Sherman’s camp today."

"I have to reschedule my work, so I can’t take you to dinner, sister-in-law. Let’s do it another time when we have the chance."

Eleanor Crawford murmured a soft "en" and turned her face away. "I’m sorry, Faye."

"It has nothing to do with you two."

That’s just how Vincent Grant is. He always gets what he wants. Even if Miles Grant and Eleanor Crawford hadn’t given in, he would have found another way.

It wasn’t that Sophia Shaw didn’t feel anger or resentment; she just didn’t want to waste her time on hatred and blame.

She got into her car without saying goodbye to Miles Grant.

Miles Grant watched her taillights disappear and sighed helplessly.

He had originally thought that by trading two satellites for Vincent’s return to the fold, he could at least save his brother’s family.

He didn’t want a situation where the Grant men were either unmarried or had their families fall to pieces.

It seemed... his actions had backfired.

In the fast lane, a black Maybach glided by silently, the midday sun glinting off its luxurious frame.

The man inside turned his calm, dark eyes to the window, his gaze sharpening slightly when he saw a silver car in the opposite lane.

’Sophia seems to drive that model.’

In the seat to his left, his new assistant, Joel Hale, was reporting in a low voice on the government coordination meeting that had just ended.

"In total, out of eleven companies, six have switched to Zenith, and five are staying with Lead Aerospace."

Hearing these numbers, Vincent Grant’s brow furrowed slightly.

"Five are staying with Lead Aerospace?"

"Yes."

Biting his ring finger, Vincent Grant said nothing more and pulled out his phone to call Sophia Shaw.

"What is it?" The voice on the other end was ice-cold.

Vincent Grant grunted in acknowledgment. "Sophia, name your price. Aside from the two military family satellites, transfer all the others to me."