Chapter 5: Inheriting the Family Legacy
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Lydia, discerning the disdain in Stephen's gaze, paled and vehemently shook her head. "I-I really don't know."
Attempting to explain herself, Isabella suddenly touched her head, adopting an air of dizziness.
Rebecca, visibly alarmed, seized Isabella's hand, her expression tense. "Isabella, what's happening? Another bout of headaches? Don't frighten your mother. Let's swiftly return to the hospital room; the doctors should examine you again."
Rebecca, dismissing the others, hurriedly bid farewell to Larry and pulled Isabella along, leaving in a rush.
As the two departed, Stephen stood up, courteously seeing them off. However, when Isabella turned around, he cast her a lingering, profoundly contemplative gaze.
An inexplicable feeling lingered with him; Isabella's demeanor today seemed shrouded in a thin mist, obscuring his ability to discern.
Exiting the hospital room, Lydia, not wanting to impose, coincidentally witnessed Stephen's eyes following Isabella.
In that moment, she clenched her hands tightly, her eyes filled with bitterness as she watched Isabella's departing silhouette.
Simultaneously, back in the hospital room, Isabella swiftly prevented her mother from causing a scene, fearing another assembly of doctors. "Mom, I'm perfectly fine. Just had a brief moment of breathlessness, and now I'm much better."
"Are you sure?" Rebecca gently touched her daughter's head, still harboring some concern.
Feeling a twinge of guilt, Isabella promptly shifted the conversation. "Mom, I've been pondering. You've always insisted on me learning the ropes of managing the company, right? I just graduated this year and find myself with some free time. How about entrusting me with the company?"
Rebecca, hearing her daughter suddenly express interest in the business, wore a skeptical expression.
The Smith Group in Washington, belonging to the Rebecca family, was a prestigious enterprise. However, given her parents' advanced age, they had essentially relinquished control to her. While Rebecca had previously suggested Isabella delve into business management studies to carry on the family legacy, her daughter had consistently demurred. Why the abrupt change today?
Isabella delicately shook her arm, "I'm already twenty-two; I can't keep loafing around at home forever."
Given Stephen's immense pride in his business achievements, she intended to inherit the Smith Group directly, systematically overshadowing him in the competitive arena!
Rebecca, known for her indulgence toward her daughter, couldn't be more pleased. She was almost grateful! While nurturing her daughter as a carefree princess was fine, witnessing her take a proactive step to carve her own path brought an even deeper sense of contentment.
Regarding the challenges in the business world... The Smith and Green families were poised to assist in overcoming those hurdles!
"Absolutely! Whatever you desire, Mom's on board. Just prioritize your health." Rebecca smiled warmly, gently caressing her daughter's cheek. "Once you're back in full swing, we'll host an elaborate soirée at home, formally introducing you to the influential figures in the business world. Trust me, we'll pave a regal path for you!"
Isabella's breath caught!
Having navigated the intricacies of the business realm for a considerable time, she understood the crucial significance of "connections" better than most. It was a common notion that the privilege of being born into wealth far surpassed the rigor of a decade-long academic pursuit.
Yet, why didn't people consider the decades of legacy atop the heads of those born into affluence? It was an accumulation that couldn't be eclipsed by a mere ten years of humble struggles!
With both the Green and Smith families paving the way...
This time, she felt like she was entering the business arena armed with cheat codes right from the get-go!
Thanks to the serene disposition, Isabella felt as if time had gracefully slipped away. On the final day of the month, the doctor reassured Rebecca multiple times that Isabella's condition warranted discharge. Finally, the day arrived for Isabella to bid farewell to the hospital.
Rebecca purposefully scheduled the celebratory dinner on her daughter's birthday!
Nearly all the noteworthy figures in New York received invitations to grace the occasion.
Draped in an exquisite haute couture gown, Isabella descended the grand staircase with a deliberate grace. The expansive banquet hall below was a spectacle of grandeur, a lavish display amidst the sea of elegantly attired guests.
This marked not only the epitome of New York's upper echelon gatherings but also the formal initiation of Isabella into the intricate world of business.
Stephen, now the helmsman of the prestigious Baker Group, naturally held his place among the distinguished invitees. A glass of deep red wine in hand, his gaze followed Isabella's descent, each step a testament to her newfound determination. The debutante, once perceived as a frivolous heiress, had seemingly pivoted into the enigmatic world of commerce - a move that left everyone speculating.
In the midst of this anticipation, a sudden stir emanated from outside the doors.
"Brian Patel has graced us with his presence!"
The entire banquet hall erupted in a symphony of excitement!
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