Grace slowly sat up straighter, her gaze flickering as she murmured, “Joseph Hunt?” She remembered him as the man her daughter had once bet on, and now he dared to challenge Walton Corporation.

How did he even have the nerve?

Jason nodded, detailing how the Hunt subsidiary had been deliberately targeting their company. “No matter what we do, it’s like he’s set on going against us. He even designed a specific plan to take down Walton Corporation ,” he reported.

Grace pinched the bridge of her nose, a wave of fatigue washing over her. Seeing this, Jason poured a cup of hot water and pulled out a steam eye mask. “Madam Grace, your health is just starting to recover. Please, don't overwork yourself.”

After putting on the eye mask, the tight furrow between her brows finally relaxed. She only responded with a soft “Mm.” But deep down, she knew if she didn’t shoulder these responsibilities, no one else could.

Project issues could wait, but the matter with the Hayes family could not. After what Julian had done, she and Aurora deserved an explanation. Moreover, she couldn’t forgive him for causing Tessa to lose her voice.

Grace only rested her eyes briefly before taking off the mask, the red veins in her eyes even more pronounced. She pressed her fingers to her brow and looked at Jason. “Bring me all the contracts we’ve signed with Hayes Enterprises.”

Jason immediately understood. While Hunt Enterprises was a long-standing corporate rival, Walton Corporation had only partnered with the Hayes family through Grace’s eldest daughter’s engagement.

He didn’t hesitate, bringing out all the project contracts they had with the Hayes family. Grace picked out the most critical ones, then stood up, a powerful aura radiating from her.

“Get the car ready. We’re going to Hayes Enterprises.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Seeing Grace like this, Jason’s own energy surged. It had been so long since he’d seen her truly on her feet, years since he’d felt this drive. He had followed her for many years, witnessing both her glory days and her quiet lows. And even after all this time, the feeling was still the same. As long as Grace got back on her feet, that sense of power would return with her.

Jason drove, bringing along two bodyguards. The four of them headed straight for Hayes Enterprises. The receptionist saw them approach with such imposing presence and felt a flicker of fear, but she stayed professional.

She gathered her courage and approached Grace. “Excuse me, do you have an appointment?”

Grace wore sunglasses and didn’t respond. Instead, she looked at Jason.

He immediately understood. “No appointment.”

The receptionist was speechless. She’d seen people try to storm in before, but rarely with such brazen confidence.

“I’m sorry, sir, but without an appointment, I can’t let you in.”

Grace curled her lips into a smile and shook her head at Jason, signaling that there was no need to be polite anymore.