Chapter 153: Formulated Plan
Benjamin’s POV:
“Are you certain it was him?” George asked in disbelief.
I nodded and answered honestly. “After the accident during my race on the mountain road, I started an investigation. The car’s brakes had been tampered with. My team followed the trail and traced it back to Irving.”
“I kept the incident under wraps, thinking it was just a momentary lapse in judgment on his part. I wanted to give him another chance. But instead, he’s only grown bolder and more reckless.”
As I spoke, I pulled out another document. “Grandpa, before you look at this, I want you to be prepared.”
George took the document and opened it. His eyes locked onto the pages, his hands clenching tightly as his face turned a mix of fury and pain. His voice trembled as he asked, “Did he do all of this too?”
I knew it was cruel, but I couldn’t deny the truth. I nodded solemnly.
“Grandpa, you’ve always taught us that unity and trust are the foundations of protecting the Midnight Pack and ensuring the Southwell Group thrives. I’ve kept your words close to my heart.”
“But this situation has taught me a harsh lesson. It almost brought the Southwell Group to its knees and jeopardized the stability of the Midnight Pack.”
George swept his arm across the desk, sending the cups crashing to the floor. The sound echoed sharply.
“Irving is a disgrace!” he roared.
I quickly tried to calm him down. “Grandpa, I’m only telling you this because I’ve already formulated a plan. I just need your full support to carry it out.”
George exhaled deeply and gave a resigned nod. “Fine. After everything he’s done, even I can’t keep defending him.”
“But I must say this—he is still your brother, even if you don’t share the same mother. You both carry our werewolf blood. Handle this with restraint. Give him at least a shred of dignity.”
“I understand, Grandpa,” I replied.
George sighed heavily. “Ben, you’ve never caused me to worry since you were a child. I’m glad you inherited the Alpha position of the Midnight Pack. I trust you completely.”
“Do what you need to do. If you run into anything you can’t handle, let me know.”
“Understood, Grandpa,” I said respectfully.
He waved me off tiredly. “That’s all. Just make sure this is resolved.”
As I stepped out of the room, I ran into Hayley.
“How’s everything going with the company?” she asked, her tone warm but concerned.
I gave her a reassuring look. “Don’t worry, the company will be fine.”
“Is there anything I can help with?” she offered.
I was about to decline, but her eager eyes made me pause. Without thinking, I agreed.
Hayley’s face lit up, and she quickly followed me. Once we got into the car, I handed her a stack of files.
“Sort these out. We’ll need them for tonight’s meeting.”
She opened the files without question and began reviewing them. Her focus was intense as she meticulously marked the key points with a pen. Watching her work so diligently gave me a sense of relief. Even my inner wolf seemed calmer, soothed by her faint but alluring scent.
Not wanting to let her distract me further, I turned my attention to Tyrone.
“Tyrone, what’s the situation at the company?”
Tyrone hesitated briefly before responding. “Several major clients have been poached by Irving. They’ve all requested to terminate their contracts. Some employees are still undecided about staying, but as per your instructions, I’ve refrained from intervening.”
I nodded. “We need to prepare for the worst. I expect the stock market to collapse tomorrow.”
“Spread the word—no one is to work overtime tonight. Everyone leaves on time.”
Tyrone looked alarmed. “Alpha, I don’t think that’s a good idea. If everyone clocks out early, the company’s operations could come to a standstill. That would cause chaos!”
I replied calmly. “Then let the chaos come.”
Irving, you’ll learn soon enough—as the Alpha of the Midnight Pack, I will not let your schemes succeed.