Chapter 1158
Relieved, Lizetta shot Remington a mild glare and let him hold her hand.
She assumed they had gone unnoticed, missing the fact that Nelson had subtly glanced down at their entwined fingers multiple times.
Watching the two of them whispering and touching, Nelson's mustache twitched in quiet amusement.
Finally, the footage ended. The eldest son dragged himself off the floor and limped back to his father's side, looking thoroughly humiliated.
Nelson turned a stony gaze toward the Porter patriarch.
"Do you have anything else to say?"
The patriarch's face was the color of ash, but he clung to his composure. He looked up, offering a fragile, weary smile.
"My old friend, I don't understand what you're trying to prove. We visited out of pure goodwill. When you collapsed, we were paralyzed with fear. What does this video prove? If you truly believe we were trying to kill you, call the cops. Have them arrest us. I just never imagined that after decades of brotherhood and my absolute devotion to this company, you would question my loyalty like this..."
He shook his head and clutched his chest, playing the part of a deeply wounded, unjustly accused martyr.
He didn't care if anyone bought the act.
As long as he maintained it was a moment of panic, the video couldn't definitively prove premeditated murder.
That was exactly why Nelson was airing it here instead of handing it to the police.
Knowing Nelson couldn't legally destroy him with the footage, his confidence returned.
Seeing his shameless defense, Nelson's expression remained completely unbothered.
He nodded slowly.
"If you can sleep at night believing your own lies, so be it. Then let's discuss how you deliberately leaked rumors of my impending death to the media, causing the Madden Group's stock to crash."
The room exploded into a chaotic uproar.
This time, the betrayal had directly hit the shareholders' wallets.
The patriarch's eyes widened in sheer outrage. "Why would I ever do that? I am the largest shareholder outside of your family! Crashing the stock destroys my own wealth Chairman, I know you're furious that the board nominated me as acting chairman if you want me out of the company, just say the word. You don't need to resort to framing me."
It was a brilliant counterattack.
He was actively spinning the narrative, suggesting Nelson
him just to eliminate aset
political rival.
He shot a desperate look at his closest allies on the board.
They were his original backers, and he had enough dirt on them to take them down with him.
If Nelson purged the Porter influence, they would be next.
He was sending a clear message: We survive together, or we burn together.
Understanding the threat perfectly, the directors immediately stepped forward to defend him.