Chapter 1145

Faye was about to plead again when she heard a group of people approaching from the elevator bank. She immediately looked over.

A group of men in suits were escorting a young man with a powerful presence. The man at the center stood tall and straight, his silver hair particularly striking. It was

lan.

He was slightly turning his head to listen to the man beside him, his gaze sharp, his steps steady.

Faye's heart began to pound.

Almost instinctively, she rushed toward lan, shouting, "lan!"

Her cry was loud and urgent, instantly shattering the orderly atmosphere in the lobby.

Everyone stopped and stared in astonishment at the girl who had just shouted.

lan paused, turning to look at the woman rushing from the reception area. His deep, cold eyes fell on Faye, as sharp and devoid of warmth as a blade.

A chill ran through Faye under his gaze, but she braced herself and spoke. "lan, please, for-for my sister's sake, save my father's company! You're my brother-in- law. You're the only one who can help us now."

lan narrowed his eyes, exuding a coldness and indifference that seemed to freeze the air around him. He didn't seem to want to waste a single word on her.

Gavin, at his side, immediately blocked Faye. "Miss Yeaton, please watch yourself. Mr. Goodwin has no connection to you or the Yeatons."

Seeing the situation, someone made a gesture. "Mr. Goodwin, let's go."

Just as lan was about to leave, Faye tried to rush forward again. Gavin signaled to the security guards on standby. "Stop her. Don't let her near Mr. Goodwin."

Two strong bodyguards stepped forward and grabbed Faye by the shoulders. "Miss, this is not the place for you to cause a scene."

"Let go of me! Mr. Goodwin! Mr. Goodwin, please, save my father's company!"

Everyone thought lan was leaving, but instead, he walked step by step toward Faye. His lips parted, and his voice, though not loud, was

bone chillingly cold.

Miss Yeaton, if you dare call me 'brother-in-law' one more time, Yeaton Holdings will completely disappear from this city by tomorrow."

His voice was calm and even, yet it carried an absolute power that was terrifying.

His words were like a sharp slap across Faye's face.

She froze, the blood draining from her face only to rush back in a crimson tide of humiliation. Ian's threat left her feeling utterly shamed and embarrassed.

Without another glance at her, lan turned and, surrounded by his entourage, walked expressionlessly toward the main entrance.

The guards released Faye, and she collapsed to the floor, feeling like a joke as she endured the mocking stares from all around.

No one could fathom where she got the nerve to call Mr. Goodwin 'brother-in-law.'

The two tall guards stood nearby, watching the frozen Faye, waiting for her to leave on her own.

Faye stared at the entrance in

disbelief. Wasn't Vanessa the love of

lan's life? He'd even divorced his

te

wife for her ble helped her father's

company go public andrianaged its

overseas factories. Her father had long considered him a future son-in-law.

Why? Why was it like this?

Overwhelmed by a colossal sense of shame, Faye staggered to her feet and ran

outside, only to see a line of luxury cars driving away.

She remembered lan's warning, his

gaze cold enough to freeze the air between them. It was as if the Yeaters meant athing folan, not even worthy of a mention.