His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 1063: Ending_1

Chapter 1063: Chapter 1063: Ending_1

Chapter 1063

Her calm and measured voice was a blow-by-blow attack on Madam’s heart. With each word, a panorama of the old woman’s past flashed through her mind!

She suddenly laughed, "No, I am not wrong! How could I be wrong! You won’t confuse me!"

"Whether you’re wrong or not, you should know best. The pinnacle of the Taylors was prior to your marriage into the family. After your marriage, you repeatedly interfered with your husband’s decisions, finally driving him to his death with vexation. After that, the Taylors step by step went downhill—do I err in saying so?"

Madam’s face turned pale. Scenes of heart-wrenching experiences from her youth emerged from the dust-enclosed memories, gnawing at her heart!

She looked extremely distressed, as if she could suffocate to death at any moment.

She stared fixedly at Chloe Collins: "I am their mother, their fate is controlled by me. How I arrange it is my decision alone. What makes you think you can critique?"

Chloe revealed an indifferent smile, "So, when I took over the Taylors, it was also my heart’s desire. On what authority do you criticize me?"

Madam refused to admit defeat and gritted her teeth, "You single-handedly destroyed the Taylors, our offspring won’t let go of you! I will make every one of them consider you as an enemy, hate you from generation to generation, and prioritize destroying your offspring!"

"Still oblivious! Even now, do you not realize who ruined the Taylors?"

Chloe Collins stood up and slowly walked towards her, "Just think about it, why had the Taylors been struggling under Reginald Taylor’s leadership for so long, and yet I only had to bring in a team, and within a few short months, changed everything?"

Madam’s face turned ashen, "You think these underhanded tactics bring you honor? Reginald is capable, without him, the Taylors wouldn’t even be around today!"

Chloe let out a soft laugh, "Madam, you are even more naive than Victor. From the looks of it, it’s been years since you last understood the running of the Taylors, right? This crisis you are in now, I could only serve to hasten matters; the root cause is not me.

Reginald has been carrying on an affair with his secretary for two years. During his tenure, 90% of his time was spent on pleasure. The real work was done by the former Vice President, whom you have dismissed. Although he was mediocre and couldn’t shoulder any significant responsibilities, he did manage to drive away two innovative talents from the Research and Development Department just to kick his relatives upstairs. And Reginald was ignorant of this, spending his days on recreation, unwisely using up all his resources.

Rosalind Taylor had some foresight, however, she joined the Taylors too late to make any significant impact.

About the investment fund, as a mother, you not monitoring your son is one thing, but allowing him to embezzle funds to buy planes for the Taylors, from my perspective, this move was the most brilliant—it was as if you choked yourself by your own hands."

Chloe smiled, "I originally thought, it would at least take a year to finalize everything, but didn’t know you would perform so outstandingly."

Her gentle voice continued in a slow rhythm, like the ancient torture of slicing flesh.

Her words were like a pair of hands from hell, violently dragging a person into the endless darkness!

Madam fell into a deadly silence. She gazed blankly at the ceiling, tears streaming incessantly from the corners of her eyes.

All ambitions, persistence, in this instant, seemed to be replaced by regret.

Her aged fingers trembled, her throat gave out a scary yell.

Chloe watched her coldly, unfeeling.

She took back her gaze and walked out of the hospital ward.

The sense of oppression weighing on her chest gradually dissipated in this moment.