Lin Yechen was in no hurry to leave. He still had some work matters to report and followed Shao Ke into the study.
"Boss, all the evidence has been collected, and there have already been signs of activity on Shao Yang's end."
Shao Ke lowered his eyes without speaking.
How ridiculous. His parents had poured their hearts and souls into holding up the Shao Corporation. They had never expected those people to help, and every year, their dividends had been paid without a cent missing. Yet all they had done was feed those good-for-nothings' ravenous ambitions.
Those involved had included more than just Shao Yang's family. Even the uncles his father had respected and loved had personally plotted his parents' brutal murders, all to carve up the Shao Corporation.
The thought of them beating their chests and stamping their feet in a performance of grief at his parents' funeral filled Shao Ke with utter disgust.
"The Shao Corporation's shareholders' meeting is coming up, isn't it?"
Lin Yechen replied respectfully, "Next Friday."
Shao Ke gave a soft laugh and looked up at Lin Yechen. His deep, chilling eyes could not conceal the endless, suffocating darkness within.
"Yechen, the show is about to begin."
Lin Yechen froze. He seemed to see eager anticipation on Shao Ke's face.
"Yes, Mr. Shao. We can finally settle the score properly."
When Shao Ke came downstairs again, Yan Ningke was cradling a red apple and talking to himself. His expression instantly softened.
Lin Yechen tactfully left on his own.
"What are you mumbling about?"
Shao Ke sat down beside him and reached up to squeeze the back of his neck. "Had too much to drink?"
Yan Ningke's eyes seemed unfocused. It took him two seconds to react before he slowly turned his head. "Look, it's an