While a lot was happening with the Iverson family, Justin was shocked to find out that things were just as eventful on his side as
Wyatt's condition had just stabilized.
After sorting out his father-in-law's matters, he began working on setting up a charity foundation for his mother. Although his
mother had passed away many years ago, Justin wanted to go all out with the charity foundation as a display of filial piety.
"Mr. Salvador, the preparations for the charity gala are almost complete. There are some other details, like the selection of the
venue and guest list, that need your approval," Ian said as he handed Justin the documents he had prepared.
Justin took the documents and read them closely before casually asking, "Anything new going on with Gregory lately?"
"Nothing out of the ordinary, but there's something suspicious." Ian leaned forward, lowering his voice. "I checked Chairman
Salvador's overseas travel itinerary. He attended a business conference in France for a week. After the conference, he was
supposed to return to Savrow, but instead, he made a detour to Meridan."
Justin raised his eyebrow and asked, "Meridan?"
"Don't forget who's in Meridan." Ian's gaze became intense. "Chairman Salvador never goes anywhere without a motive. He
wouldn't just wander around for no reason. So the only possibility is that he went to meet with Mr. Grant!"
"Gregory hasn't visited Meridan much these past few years, and when he does, it's never been a big deal," Justin replied, still
focused on the documents in his hand, seemingly uninterested in the matter. "In the past, perhaps not. But this time, it's different.
It happened right after you and the Young Madam won the lawsuit against Shannon, and after Old Master Nigel gave a lot of
power to you! There's a real issue here, Mr. Salvador!"
lan was really eager to make a point as Justin's closest aide. "Chairman Salvador is concerned that as your influence grows,
you'll become too powerful for him to handle. So he's backing up Mr. Grant as a backup plan to challenge you!"
"So what? Should I buy a cruise missile and shoot down Gregory's private plane from the sky?" Justin mocked.
lan slowly said, "I mean, if you have to, it's not entirely impossible."
Justin fixed his intense stare on lan's face, making the latter flinch. "Ian, do you think I haven't thought about all the things you
mentioned?"
Justin closed the file and took a deep breath. He declared confidently. "If the day comes when my brother recovers and Gregory
chooses to support him, I won't have any complaints. After all, I owe Grant a favor, and he's the eldest son of the Salvador
family. If it weren't for his poor health, he should have been involved in the core operations of the group anyway. However, I won't
give up the things I've earned. I'll fight him head-on, fair and square."
At that moment, there was a knock on the door.
After Justin responded, the assistant secretary entered with two beautiful lunch boxes. The assistant secretary said nervously,
"Mr. Salvador, the Young Madam sent these lunch boxes for you and reminded you to have them on time, oPelse..."
"Or else what?" Justin asked eagerly, his eyes sparkling.
The assistant secretary blurted out, "Or else the Young Madam won't let you in tonight, and you won't get any other meals."
The secretary's face turned red. He had been married for four or five years, and he had never encountered something like this
before.
He thought, 'Maybe this is the boss and his wife's special way of expressing love to each other?'
"Understood," Justin responded with a nod, gazing at the lunch box. He took a moment to swallow before squinting and fixing his
tie.
lan could not help but find Justin's expression somewhat cheesy. It seemed like, in Justin's eyes, the lunch box had transformed
into Bella herself.
After setting up the dishes, the assistant secretary left the room. Justin eagerly sat on the sofa, picking up his fork and delicious
food, all of which were his enthusiastically devouring the net favorites.
"It smells so good... How can it be so tasty?" Justin exclaimed in satisfaction between bites.