After Planning to Destroy the World, the System Crashed

"Severing mother-son ties—

"From now on, Nicholas has no connection with Gray Group."

What?

Severing mother-son ties?

Every guests wore a look of shock on their face.

They must be thinking...

"Everyone knows that after Nicholas's father passed away, Shaunee became the CEO of Gray Group and raised Nicholas on her own, enduring countless hardships unknown to anyone else? And now, she's severing ties with him? What could have happened?"

This was major news!

Absolutely huge news!

"Wait, if the ties are severed, Nicholas can no longer be the heir to Gray Group. Who knows how many years Shaunee has left, and without an heir, can Gray Group survive?"

Thinking this, a few members of Gray Group's extended family were already itching to act.

I scanned the audience, sighing silently.

Their intentions were crystal clear to me.

Several shareholders of Gray Group sat in the audience, their faces ashen. Yes, I announced this without consulting them at all.

But what does that matter to me?

Rubbing my fingers, I continued, "Secondly."

I met Kendall's gaze and smiled.

"I have good news to share. Gray Group will establish a new subsidiary focused on fragrances, and the head of this subsidiary will be my goddaughter, Yvonne Moore. This is a small gift from me to her."

I raised an eyebrow and looked at Kendall.

Kendall quickly understood my meaning. "On behalf of Yvonne, thank you."

This gift was my way of compensating Yvonne. Since she loves perfumes, I would give her a company.

By the way, I also hinted at another message. "I am Yvonne's godmother, and I will always protect her."

Gray Group and the Moore Group will form a strong alliance.

There was some noise in the room, so I cleared my throat loudly and continued.

"And the third matter. Many of you might not know that I actually gave birth to twins. Shortly after my daughter was born, she was kidnapped.

"Because I was so devastated, I had the news sealed. Until a few days ago, I found her. After careful consideration, I decided to groom her as my heir.

"Since everyone is here today, I don't need to hold another press conference to introduce her. Now, I'd like to invite my daughter to the stage."

My gaze swept over the crowd and landed on the girl in the back row.

She was dressed appropriately and wore delicate makeup. When she met my eyes, she smiled slightly and then walked forward.

Not the least bit intimidated.

Truly my daughter.

As happy as I was about her excellence, I also felt a pang of sadness.

I missed out on 23 years of her life.

Now that I've recognized her, how many more years do I have left?

But it doesn't matter. I will do my best to support her as Gray Group's successor, helping her grow strong wings to face future thorns and hardships.

In my previous life, upon discovering that the girl at home was not my biological daughter, I broke down and cried. Perhaps thinking I wouldn't pose a threat since I was dying, Queenie told me where to find my real daughter.

So, last night, I drove to my daughter's home.

The moment I saw her, I cried. I almost immediately confirmed she was my daughter because she was the spitting image of me.