Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 53

Chapter 53 The Unexpected Man

A hint of regret crossed my mother's face. "If I had known she would wreak havoc on our family, I wouldn't have let my heart soften and adopted her. Yvette, it's my fault. I was foolish."

I pressed my l*ps together, a whirlwind of emotions stirring within me. After a moment of silence, I looked at my mother." You and Dad never told me about this."

She gave a resigned

smile. "After we took her in, you arrived shortly after. Once you were born, she was so mature and caring toward you. Your father and I saw this and gradually began to treat her as our own. Over the years, she Hearing my mother's words, it suddenly clicked why Moore had set me up five years ago. If she was not a Scott, everything made sense.

With this realization, I took a sharp breath and looked at my mother. "Mom, if she isn't your daughter, why didn't you and Dad believe me when I told you what happened five years ago?

She furrowed her brows, looking helpless. "It's not that we didn't believe you, we just didn't have any evidence. Plus, after your incident, she went to the border to replace you. She was more worried than your fath I understood my parents' worries and did not press any further.

That night, I stayed up with my mother at the Scotts', talking until the early hours. My mother finally drifted off to sleep in the early morning. I did not feel the slightest bit tired.

My father had just been laid to rest

The mess at Scott Corporation was still waiting for me to sort it out.

As dawn broke the following day, I made my way to Scott Corporation early. Uncle Marcus had hauled in a year's worth of financial statements into my office. The sheer volume of paperwork was overwhelming Uncle Marcus nodded. "Yes, Director Wilson had them prepared in advance knowing you'd want to review them."

I paused, my l*ps pursed in thought before finally saying, "No need to go through these documents. Have them returned to the finance department."

Uncle Marcus looked taken aback. He did not understand. "What's the matter?"

I glanced at the towering pile of paperwork and said calmly, "The company's top brass must be aware of the shareholders' visit. Since they know, then these documents are what they want me to see. Even if I every single word, I won't replace any issues. So, there's no point in going through them."

Uncle Marcus looked at me, hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Are you suggesting... the issue with the three million dollars is tied to the company's top management?"

I slightly pursed my I*ps and replied, "My father wouldn't have his eyes on that three million dollars, and outsiders wouldn't have the opportunity to touch that money. It's only the insiders. Such a large sum of m Media's financial statements for this year."

He paused, his eyebrows knitting together in a frown, clearly troubled.

Seeing his reaction, I asked, "What's the matter?"

He hesitated, opening his mouth only to pause for a moment before finally speaking.

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"GleamGate Media may be a part of Scott Corporation, but it operates differently. There are certain procedures that need to be followed to access their financial statements."

"Procedures?" I was puzzled. "What kind of procedures?"

He pondered before explaining, "GleamGate Media was acquired by Scott Corporation. The top brass and employees are all holdovers from before the acquisition, including the CEO. If I were to request the fir I pressed my l*ps together, surprised at the complexity of the situation. After a moment, I asked, "Doesn't Scott Corporation have GleamGate Media's financial reports?"

He nodded. "They do." The then retrieved GleamGate Media's financial report and handed it to me.

I quickly skimmed through it, pressing my I*ps together again. "Who's responsible for these accounts?"

"Benett," Uncle Marcus answered. "When I requested these documents, Director Wilson made it clear that GleamGate Media's accounts were in

order. He's been overseeing them all along, so there's no chance of any discrepancies. A lot of the funds have been spent on acquiring smaller media companies, display screens, and company promotions. Ev "Indeed, everything is accounted for." A strange male voice suddenly echoed in the room.

Uncle Marcus and 1 instinctively turned towards the office door that was being pushed open. A man with gold- rimmed glasses walked in, his blue suit accentuating his tall, straight figure, broad shoulders, and slim waist.

The man strode into the office, his dark eyes flicking over me before he snatched the ledger from my hands. He tossed it aside nonchalantly, saying, "Stop poring over that. If you want to understand the market immerse yourself in it."

I blinked at the sudden appearance of the man, confusion clouding my thoughts. "Who are you?" I managed to ask.

His dark eyes scanned me once more, a playful arch to his handsome brows. He extended a hand towards me. "Maxwell, the soon-to-be CEO of Scott Corporation. Ms. Scott, you can call me Mr. Sanchez."