Sharon only realized at that moment that the banquet seemed specifically aimed at marginalizing the Bailey family.

The Wheeler family’s actions suggested a clear desire to sever ties, possibly something they had considered for some time. The idea of undermining them and then casting them aside was unthinkable.

Sharon fixed her gaze on Carol, confronting her sharply. “Is Neil really your grandson? Or is there some unresolved issue between you two? Why are you making things so difficult for him?” Th?s chapter is updated by FindN()vel.net

At this moment, Sharon’s heart was filled with nothing but indignation, mentally recounting each grievance. “You’ve given the oil field to Katelyn, and now you’re pushing him out of the company. Are you planning to hand over the Wheeler Group to Katelyn as well?”

Carol, clearly exasperated by Sharon’s incessant accusations, retorted, “This is a Wheeler family matter. What does it have to do with you?”

“It concerns my daughter. As her mother, I naturally have to advocate for what rightfully belongs to her.” Sharon’s voice was firm, but Carol’s response was a cold smirk.

“What exactly in the Wheeler family belongs to Lise? We’re not even talking about the land or the company. If Neil truly marries Lise, then he can leave the Wheeler family as well!”

Neil’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“Grandma!”

It was at this moment that Neil realized he had underestimated the depth of his grandmother’s disapproval of Lise.

Carol was elderly, but sharp. She knew all about Lise’s manipulations behind the scenes. If not for Lise’s constant scheming to gain proximity to him, Katelyn might not have felt compelled to divorce Neil in the first place.

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Everything Carol had orchestrated today was to reassure Katelyn of her unwavering support—that the Wheeler family stood solidly behind her.

Exhausted from the confrontation, Carol signaled to the butler.

“Call security to escort the Bailey family out. Today is my birthday, and I won’t allow it to be spoiled any further.”

Lise’s face turned pale, her eyes brimming with resentment. Why? What had she done to incur such hostility from this woman?

As Neil prepared to intervene, Carol sternly cut him off. “One more word, and you can leave with them.”

Neil clenched his fists in frustration, forcing himself to hold back his words. His grandmother’s health had been deteriorating over the years, and he knew that anger could exacerbate her condition. Thus, he couldn’t risk upsetting her.

Security arrived quickly. Sharon and Jeff had never been ejected from a banquet before.

“Don’t get too smug. Sooner or later, you’ll be begging us to marry Lise into your family. And when that day comes, it will be too late,” Sharon shot back as a parting remark. With that, she briskly pulled a reluctant Lise away.

Staying any longer would only lead to further humiliation. The scene they had caused was already disgraceful enough. This birthday banquet would surely be remembered as one of the most dramatic and eventful gatherings the attendees had ever witnessed.

It was now clear that the Bailey and Wheeler families were completely at odds. The contentious issue of the land’s ownership had been settled, and the rest of the banquet proceedings wound down quickly.

Carol, having exerted herself significantly throughout the event, felt utterly drained.

Katelyn noticed Carol rubbing her temples and quickly went over to assist her.

“Grandma, let me help you upstairs to rest,” she offered gently.

Carol nodded weakly. Her voice was soft as she said, “I’m getting old. Just a little talking now wears me out.”

In her younger days, she had navigated countless challenges for the Wheeler Group. However, despite her historically decisive nature, her body had never felt as fragile as it did now.

Carol massaged her waist, reflecting with a hint of resignation.

“I must come to terms with aging.”

“No, what you need is rest. A good sleep will definitely help,” Katelyn reassured Carol, guiding her into the room. Once the door was closed, she retrieved the document. Katelyn’s face was solemn as she presented the document back to Carol.

“Grandma, I appreciate your care for me immensely, but this gift is too valuable. I really can’t accept it. If you don’t want to give it to Neil, perhaps consider keeping it for yourself.”

She couldn’t bring herself to accept such a significant piece of oil-rich land.

Carol, resting against the headboard, gently touched the document and looked up at Katelyn with a serious expression, asking a question that caught Katelyn off guard.

“Do you understand why I felt compelled to give you this land despite the pressure?”

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