Inside the conference room, Grace sat at the table, her gaze heavy and complex. She was alone, facing off against a group of shareholders.
However, in this shareholders' meeting, unless something unexpected happened, she would undoubtedly lose.
Without her father present, Grace alone couldn't contend with the Tate family.
"Grace, as your Uncle Charles, I'm also looking out for you, for the company," Charles sat at the conference table, his gaze deep and tranquil.
"You're an excellent researcher, a scientist. You should focus on academic research, and let Lisa handle company management," Charles's voice was calm, seemingly well-intentioned but carrying deeper implications.
"Mr. Tate, are you planning a power grab?" Grace's gaze remained calm as she stared at the Tate family father and
