Joseph Larson's car stopped at the gate of Yvette Larson's house.

Yvette Larson's whole family came out to greet him with wide smiles plastered on their faces.

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Finn Taylor walked over to personally open the door for his grandpa.

Unfortunately, Joseph Larson seemed not to care a single bit; he didn't even spare a glance at Finn Taylor. His gaze was on his eldest granddaughter, Yvette Larson, alone. "Yvette, I heard that you're sick. I'm worried sick about you; that's why I rushed down to see you. How are you feeling now?"

Yvette Larson felt exceptionally anxious and uneasy. She wasn't sick to begin with. As such, she had no idea how to reply to him.

"Grandpa, Yvette was a little feverish. She had some medication, and even though the fever has subsided, I think it's best for her to go to the hospital. Our family doesn't have a car…" Since neither of the other three knew how to broach the topic, Finn Taylor approached it directly.

Linda James glared at Finn Taylor sternly. "Shut up. You're in no place to talk around here."

Although Joseph Larson didn't glance at him, he had heard Finn Taylor's words and continued the conversation from there. "Yvette, I think you'd better go to the hospital."

Yvette Larson was a little frightened but had no choice but to play along. "Grandpa, I'm feeling much better. If I'm needed at the office, I can head over to the office too."

"Yes, yes. We've run into some trouble in the office with Xander Corporation. You'd better go talk to them about it."

At that moment, Finn Taylor rushed out and supported his wife. "That won't do. Dear, you're still so weak. You can't go to the office. Didn't Grandpa already hand the Xander Corporation project over to Quince Larson? Since you won't be of any help even if you go over, you'd better rest at home."

Finn Taylor's words left everyone dumbfounded.

It was true that his words were out of care for Yvette Larson, but even a fool could tell that his tone was sharp and that he was trying to push the blame to the Old Master, Joseph Larson.

He was blaming him for changing the person in charge.

"Finn Taylor, don't spout nonsense." Linda James wanted to pull Finn Taylor back, but he was extraordinarily stubborn today. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull him away.

Joseph Larson took all this to heart.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

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Ten seconds.

Ten seconds later, Joseph Larson finally spoke up. "Yvette, I was wrong this time. I shouldn't have listened to Quince Larson and removed you from your role as the person in charge. If you follow me back this time, the CEO position of the Larson Corporation will be yours."

"You'll be the person in charge of the Xander Corporation project as well. You'll have the final say over who can participate in this project."

Joseph Larson apologized.

Yvette Larson, Francis Larson, and Linda James were left speechless.

Yvette Larson stuttered emotionally, "I-I-I'll go back to the office now."

Finn Taylor opened the door of the car, allowing his wife to get in.

As Finn Taylor watched the car drive away, he raised his arm above his head to wave goodbye.

As they left, Linda James stared at Finn Taylor in disbelief, not knowing what to say.

"Come in. You were right this time, but remember that Grandpa only came to invite Yvette over because of her capabilities. You were just lucky that you were able to guess it right."

Finn Taylor ignored her and walked in. He had already gotten used to such words over the past three years. Compared to these words, the betrayal of his father, mother, and younger brother was much more heartbreaking.

A matrilocal son-in-law? That meant nothing!

A day would come where the entire world would bow before him!

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When Yvette Larson returned, she bought Finn Taylor a chicken drumstick for the very first time.

Finn Taylor chomped on the drumstick delectably.

When Yvette Larson glanced over, he said, "It's delicious."

Seeing the innocent and pure Finn Taylor, Yvette Larson's heart felt full.

Today was the best day of her entire life.

Her family was the eldest in the Larson family. However, her grandpa had always looked down on them because she was a girl. As such, their family had always been below Quince Larson's.

But today, she had finally been able to drag Quince Larson from the CEO position, and she had even been able to snatch that project that their grandpa had given him away.

She had reclaimed everything that should've been hers in the first place.

When she had arrived at Xander Corporation today, everyone had been exceptionally polite and courteous to her.

Yvette Larson felt like she was living a dream, and this had all begun when her spouse prevented her from getting out of the house.

Every step that followed was well within his plan.

'My accomplishments are a gift from Finn Taylor, but it's obvious that he knows nothing. It's only because of my own brilliance that I have achieved so much.'

"I have a party to attend tomorrow. Do you want to go?"

Finn Taylor nodded while chomping on his drumstick.

"Alright. Dress up well tomorrow, and I'll take you there."

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The next day.

Yvette Larson brought her husband to a luxurious hotel.

Clarine Landon was already waiting for them at the hotel lobby.

The moment that she saw Finn Taylor, her expression soured. "Yvette, don't tell me that you're bringing him in?"

Clarine Landon was Yvette Larson's best friend. Initially, Yvette Larson had invited Clarine Landon to tag along for this party, but because her husband had performed well the previous day, she had made a last-minute decision to bring him along instead.

"Yes."

"Yvette Larson, are you crazy? Do you not know about his reputation?" Clarine Landon was worried sick. 'What is wrong with Yvette Larson today? Why is she insisting on bringing this useless matrilocal son-in-law in? Is she trying to ruin her own future, or does she want to become the biggest joke in everyone's eyes?'

"Clarine Landon, you're my best friend. Others can speak ill of him, but how could you? Besides, Finn Taylor is my husband. Isn't it normal for me to bring him in? You won't understand since you're still single." With that, Yvette Larson entered the hotel with her spouse.

Clarine Landon was left there staring on in disbelief.

"Forget it; you can bring whomever you want. That's none of my business." Clarine Landon followed them into the luxurious hotel.

The trio pranced around. They never took too many steps away from the delectable dishes set up before them.

Others attended parties to network and socialize with other bosses so that they would be in better positions for business deals. As for the three of them, it seemed like they were here for nothing more than free food and drinks.

As expected, the trio's actions soon caught the eyes of a woman.

That woman looked to be in her forties and was a little haggard, but the thick makeup on her face expressed her desire to maintain a youthful appearance.

She seemed a little sour when she spotted Yvette Larson and Clarine Landon. As such, she took the initiative to find fault with them. "Do you guys have an invitation? I see that you've been eating non-stop ever since you came in. Seafood, fruits, desserts, drinks… There's nothing you haven't eaten. Don't tell me you guys sneaked in."

The woman's voice was loud. Of course, it was deliberate.

At that moment, everyone turned toward them.

All gazes fell on the trio of Finn Taylor, Yvette Larson, and Clarine Landon.