Chapter 229 

“Malcolm Buchanan, that bastard Judson turned Grey into a vegetable!” Lilly’s tears fell like a sudden downpour. 

Malcolm’s eyes darkened, his piercing gaze landing on the doctor. 

The doctor, looking into Malcolm’s intense eyes, dared not hide the truth: “The injuries are severe. It’s not just the bleeding in his brain; his right leg is shattered. Even if Mr. Grey miraculously wakes up, he could become…” He couldn’t bring himself to say the word “cripple.” 

Lilly nearly fainted, her face contorted with rage. “How could that monster Judson do this to my son? I’ll kill him!” 

Compared to Lilly’s hysteria, Malcolm remained composed, giving the doctor a look that sent him out of the room immediately. 

“Mother, you need to calm down,” Malcolm said, looking at his distraught mother with a hint of resignation. 

Lilly was hysterical. “Can’t you see what that brute Judson has done to your brother? How can I possibly calm down?” 

“Judson just announced that he’s completely removing Grey. Do you think Father knows about this?” Malcolm’s words hit like a bullet. 

Lilly’s face turned ghostly pale. “What… what did you say?” 

Malcolm didn’t bother repeating himself. “Mother, I finally understand why Brad’s people were after Judson, yet the old man wasn’t worried. He knew Judson would be fine and was using the situation to root out a traitor.” 

A sly smile crept onto Malcolm’s lips. 

“And who do you think Judson is risking exposure for this time, just to deal with Grey?” 

Lilly’s eyes widened as realization dawned on her. “Lena?” 

“Exactly. You should be glad Judson exposed his weakness,” Malcolm smirked coldly. “Now we can truly go 

after him.” 

A mother knows her son best, and Lilly seemed to understand Malcolm’s intention. “You’ve got dirt on Lena?” 

“Of course,” Malcolm replied truthfully. “Otherwise, why would I be so calm? Just watch, Mother. Grey won’t 

suffer in vain.” 

He intended to make Nancy and Judson pay back every bit. 

Nancy’s name was on everyone’s lips, trending for three days straight. 

All the talk was praise, even more so than when she collaborated with The Sandro Group. Her fame had soared to new heights. 

“Tomorrow’s the contract signing, Lena. With you being so famous now, you won’t be raising your price, will you?” A charming voice came through the phone. 

Nancy chuckled softly. “If Ms. Iverson is willing, I don’t mind.” 

“Then let’s pretend I didn’t ask. Congratulations on turning misfortune into fortune,” Ramona Iverson said seriously. 

Nancy lowered her gaze slightly. “I owe it to you. If it weren’t for your help online, I wouldn’t be this popular.” It only took a day for the narrative to flip, yet the support online continued. She couldn’t believe Ramona hadn’t 

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played a part in it. 

True to her instincts, Ramona didn’t deny it. “You’re my future partner. Your success benefits me too. It’s a win–win, right?” 

Nancy agreed, “You’re right. It’s mutually beneficial.” 

Ramona gave a satisfied nod, though Nancy couldn’t see it. “So don’t feel burdened. By the way, while I was looking into things for you, I found some dirt. It’s from Cyrus. You two…” 

Nancy seemed to anticipate Ramona’s question. “We were, but not anymore.” 

“Good. I’ll send you the post. Take a look. No offense, but any man who’d say such things isn’t worth it.” 

Ramona’s tone turned to scorn. 

After hanging up, she sent the post. 

Nancy opened the link, and there it was–her wedding photo with Cyrus. 

There were also images of her appearing to push Hayley. 

Cyrus had commented below: “Lena, out of jealousy and pettiness, pushed an innocent pregnant woman, almost causing her to miscarry. I only asked Nancy to apologize and let it go, but she chose to disappear instead. When I finally found her, there was another man by her side. Nancy, I want to ask, is there really no chance for us?”