The Adorable Twins and Their CEO Daddy
Chapter 479

Chapter 479

Lucia let out a sigh of relief when she noticed how flustered Harriet looked. She looked over at Corbinand said, “Kevin definitely won’t come. What do you plan on doing?”

Unfortunately, Corbin didn’t feel as optimistic as she did. He was aware that stopping Kevin wouldn’t beable to stop Harriet. It was someone else they had to stop.

“Don’t get too excited just yet. The most important thing is to replace a way to stop the chairman. I’m afraidhe’s not as gullible as Kelvin.”

At his words, Lucia found herself in a dilemma. She heard about how powerful Earle was.

While the two were busy worrying, an idea suddenly flashed through Lucia’s mind.

“I know what to do!”

Corbin was taken aback by her sudden outburst.

“What’s on your mind?”

“I have an idea! I know how to stop Earle!” Lucia’s eyes lit up as she explained, “If we overcomplicatethings, Earle will see through it. We’d better use the simplest trick in the book. Our task is to stop him,am I right? The only thing we need to do is to prevent him from going to the Moran Group!”

“The simplest trick…”

Corbin rubbed his chin as he mulled over Lucia’s proposal. An idea also came to him at that moment.

“Yes! That makes sense! I know what we should do.”

Around that time, Earle was on his way to the Moran Group with his luxury motorcade.

Inside one of the cars, Earle was seated in the back seat and took a moment to close his eyes and getsome rest.

All of a sudden, the driver pressed down on the brakes, and the car halted to a stop.

Earle’s eyes flashed open as he asked, “Why did we stop?”

Aleck, seated next to him, stared out the window and commented, “Mr. Moran, there’s a traffic jamahead. It’s difficult for our cars to pass through at the moment.”

“There’s a traffic jam?” Earle glanced at his watch and his brows furrowed. “That would be too late.Leave the motorcade and take another road. The press conference is about to start, and there’s noway to delay it.”

“Yes, you’re right.” Aleck turned to the driver and said, “We need to change our route. Take anotherroad.”

Quickly after, the Rolls-Royce Earle was in left the motorcade, changed routes and found a road clearof cars to travel.

However, things wouldn’t go as they planned. Four black cars suddenly surrounded their vehicle.

Earle had experienced many strange things over the years, and he immediately knew that there wassomething ominous about the cars surrounding them.

“Something doesn’t seem right. Why are these cars surrounding us?”

Aleck also found the situation suspicious and quickly rolled down his window.

The Rolls-Royce had no choice but to deviate from their route because the four cars boxed it in. Theyended up traveling in the opposite direction.

Earle moved closer to his window and observed the cars with his sharp eyes.

Those cars… Why did they look so familiar?

Understanding bloomed on Earle’s face. He exclaimed, “These are the cars of the Moran Group!”

“Why would the Moran Group stop us?” Aleck was bewildered.

“What else could it mean?” After realizing what had happened, Earle was so furious that he thumpedhis cane down. “This must be Maurice’s doing. He wants to stop me from attending the pressconference today!”

“Mr. Moran, what should we do now? Perhaps…”

No matter how resourceful Aleck was, he couldn’t replace a way out of this situation.

How dare Maurice stand in his way!

The more Earle thought about it, the angrier he became. He began to shout at the cars surroundingthem.

“How much did Maurice pay all of you? How dare you stop me! No matter what you do, I’ll still be thehead of the Moran Group! Get out of my way, or you’ll suffer the consequences!”

His threats fell on deaf ears. No matter how much he tried to convince them, the cars didn’t budge.

Tired of screaming, Earle let out a heavy sigh and asked his assistant to contact Maurice.

“You brat! How could you do this to me? I’m your grandfather! I won’t let you get away with this!Postpone the press conference right away!”

“Grandpa, if you don’t make it to the press conference, it won’t matter. Punctuality is important. That’ssomething you’ve always told me.”

Maurice’s smug tone came from the other end of the phone.

“You ungrateful brat! If you hadn’t forced my car down another road, I would’ve made it!” Earle scoldedangrily.

“I guess we don’t have a choice. Don’t worry, Grandpa. The press conference will continue asplanned.”

Maurice ended the call without hesitation while Earle was still shouting.