Chapter 189: Chapter 189: The Law Group’s Next Family Head

Fiona Vaughn clenched her hands tightly, the hatred in her heart growing stronger.

Thinking about Mabel Keaton’s superior look when she left made her feel even more disgusted.

— Mabel Keaton is just an actress herself, just like a mistress climbing up in status, what’s she so proud about? She really thinks she’s a noblewoman!

Next to her was Gregory Vaughn, looking exhausted and worn out.

After all, she was his most beloved youngest daughter. He gently patted Fiona Vaughn’s shoulder, letting out a long sigh.

"Mabel Keaton has really gone too far this time, Fiona. I told you not to focus so much on your career in the entertainment industry. If you had a child with Tyson earlier, this marriage wouldn’t happen unless you agree."

Mabel Keaton only successfully became Mrs. Law because she secretly carried Frank Law’s child; otherwise, how could she so smoothly enter the Law Family’s doors?

Fiona Vaughn was startled when she heard this, a quick flash of inspiration crossing her mind, too fast for her to grasp.

She muttered softly.

"A child..."

Their child... Tyson, and hers...

Indeed, in the beginning, Tyson Law was eager to have a child. But her heart was entirely devoted to her entertainment career. Even maintaining her popularity became challenging upon announcing a relationship. If she had a child, wouldn’t it waste a whole year?

Such downtime was unaffordable for Fiona Vaughn, so she always took precautions.

But today was different. If she could leverage a pregnancy to force a marriage, even if Tyson feared the old witch Mabel Keaton, he would return to her for the child’s sake.

In fact, if she persuaded him a little, it was quite possible they could go and get a marriage certificate first.

As she thought this over, Fiona Vaughn smiled. A bold plan was brewing in her heart, and she looked directly at Gregory Vaughn.

"Dad, do you know any doctors at a high-end private hospital in Stellerton, the closer, the better! Preferably someone with leverage over our family..."

"I do happen to know one, but why are you suddenly asking about this..."

Gregory Vaughn was shrewd, and when he caught Fiona Vaughn’s eyes suddenly shining, he was taken aback.

"Fiona, do you mean... you want to fake pregnancy?"

Fiona Vaughn’s eyes filled with tears. She nodded slowly and solemnly, even if she had to lie and deceive. She had many seemingly legitimate reasons, and her delicate face evoked deep sympathy.

"Dad, sister has pushed our family to this point. Without Tyson’s help, what can we do? I’m out of options, which is why I thought of this last resort..."

"Dad, don’t forget, the shareholder meeting is at the end of the month. If everything goes according to the will, you, I, and my mom won’t even have a foothold in Stellerton!"

Gregory might not care about other things.

But when it came to the Radiant Group’s equity, that was his lifelong effort. Letting Cecilia Vaughn seize power would kill him for sure!

Gregory Vaughn gritted his teeth and immediately held Fiona Vaughn’s shoulders.

"Alright, Dad will help you find a doctor... Fiona... remember to be careful, don’t slip up, understand?"

Fiona Vaughn nodded with sobs.

"Dad, I knew you’d always be the best. My sister is too much, but I’ll protect this family and my love with Tyson..."

As Fiona Vaughn spoke, a vicious gleam flitted across her eyes.

— When it comes to acting, she’s the professional!

— Besides, in the first three months, a fetus can miscarry easily. If anything happens, she can’t be blamed!

Moreover, for Cecilia Vaughn’s harm this time, charging her with causing the miscarriage would be perfectly justified, wouldn’t it?

...

So very soon, Fiona Vaughn purposefully, in full view of the public, suddenly "fainted," and quite righteously checked into a high-end private hospital in Stellerton.

She sent a text message to Tyson Law.

— Tyson, I am sick. Feel so sad. Won’t you come see me?

...

The Law Family, afternoon courtyard, sun deep.

Mabel Keaton had specifically rescheduled all her work, without makeup, her hair dyed black again, wearing a plain silk gown and a Purple Jade Necklace, leaning bonelessly against the swing set.

Today was the day Family Head Frank Law would return from Eldoria.

And this courtyard was the necessary path back to their bedroom; she had dismissed all the servants to wait here deliberately.

Sure enough, after ten minutes, footsteps approached.

It was Frank Law.

He was already middle-aged, yet looked extremely refined and handsome; even at his age, he had what it took to make young women pursue him eagerly.

"Master, you’re back."

Mabel Keaton greeted him with delight, and when Frank saw her with such a plain appearance, wearing white and adorned with a Purple Jade Necklace, it seemed to remind him of something, his brows slightly furrowed.

"The weather’s getting cold, why are you dressed so lightly?"

Frank Law slowly pressed his lips together, staring at Mabel Keaton over and over.

"Mabel, you look better in bright colors; white dresses don’t suit you. The material of this purple pendant is too poor, throw it away. I’ll give you a better one."

Mabel Keaton pouted like she was wronged, though she was already forty, her pouting was more natural than a young girl’s.

"Why can’t I wear a white dress with a Purple Jade Necklace? You’re biased; in your heart, is it only Susan Roswell who deserves to dress this way?"

At the mention of that nearly taboo name, Frank Law’s refined face was suddenly colored with rage.

"Shut up! Don’t mention that name!"

Mabel Keaton couldn’t help but shiver, yet tears were already forming in her captivating eyes.

She smiled bitterly.

"Master... in your eyes, what do Tyson and I mean to you?

Ten years have passed, and she still can’t compete with an unknown dead woman.

Yet how can Frank Law pretend to be deeply in love?

If he truly loved Susan Roswell, then why did he drunkenly, half willingly, get with her?

Seeing Mabel Keaton full of grievances, knowing he was too harsh, Frank Law finally apologized and embraced Mabel Keaton.

"Alright, Mabel, I know all about Tyson’s engagement. It’s Adrian’s fault; I’ll reprimand him."

"Is merely a reprimand enough for bullying Tyson like this?"

Seeing Mabel Keaton softly tear up, Frank Law’s tone finally softened.

"More than that... haven’t you always wanted Tyson to officially take charge of The Law Group? He’s grown up now; I’m planning to allocate a quarter of the business to him. Are you satisfied now?"

Satisfied, indeed! How couldn’t she be!

Mabel Keaton nodded in excitement, finally feeling vindicated.

Adrian Law had to practically climb up from the bottom, step by step, but Tyson could, through misfortune, achieve success overnight without being publicly disgraced for a mere million...

Her son was a dragon among men, finally having the capital to compete for the next Family Head of The Law Group!

...

After comforting Mabel Keaton, Frank Law’s face instantly turned somber.

He glared at Butler White with a cold voice.

"Bring the eldest young master back to me immediately!"