Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent) novel Chapter 416

Tyrone entrusted the Lynch family estate to Vincent, and for the time being, he placed Alicia in his care as well.

“Mr. Lynch, this partnership has been a resounding success. Thank you for your trust.” Stephen was about to drop the pretense, but with Tyrone still alive, he had no choice but to keep up the act for a few more days.

Applause echoed through the conference room—from both Lawson & Co.’s top brass and Tyrone’s own people. With a project of this scale and so much money at stake, everyone looked forward to the day it would finally come to fruition.

Too bad that day would probably never come.

Tyrone and his assistant made their exit, taking their team with them. As soon as the last of the higher-ups filed out, Stephen’s attitude flipped in an instant.

He rapped the table in Vincent’s direction. “Now that his funds have hit the account, transfer them to the overseas account as fast as you can.”

That overseas account belonged to Vincent’s shadowy partners—a shell company set up for laundering money. They provided fake data and project paperwork to make everything look legitimate, then siphoned off the funds, cleaned them up, and left nothing to trace. The authorities at home couldn’t touch it, and those abroad would never find it. Ruthless.

Vincent took the account details from Stephen, snapped a secret photo, and sent it straight to Tyrone.

If they could trace the shell company and those managing the laundering, maybe they’d find a clue worth following.

“This project really was a success. You did well.” Stephen was in high spirits. After all, whatever happened to Tyrone next was none of his concern—he was just here to swindle the money.

“Alright, Dad, I’ll go get things ready.” Vincent stood, making to leave.

“Vincent, now that the project’s settled, you should hand your shares back over. Control of the company needs to stay with me. When I’m ready to step down, it’ll all be yours anyway.” Stephen’s voice turned soft, coaxing, as if he were trying to placate a stubborn child.

Vincent nearly laughed out loud. Did his father really think he’d just hand back what had finally fallen into his hands?

“Sure, I’ll get it sorted as soon as I can. But Dad, you just made a big show of transferring the shares to me. If you turn right around and ask for them back, the board will be up in arms. It’ll undermine my authority at Lawson & Co., and that won’t help the company—or me. Give it a little time.” Vincent’s smile was easy, even pleasant.

Everyone could play at this game.

“What’s the rush? If I snatch them back right after giving them, how’s he supposed to run the company? If you had even half of Vincent’s ability, I wouldn’t have to worry myself sick.” Stephen let out a weary sigh.

Mayfield scoffed. How was he any less capable than Vincent?

“Just keep your head down for now,” Stephen warned. “Don’t provoke him. He’s holding all the shares, and when your mom’s birthday comes, I’ll coax him into handing them over. We’ll deal with the rest after that.”

Stephen shot Mayfield a warning look—don’t do anything stupid at a time like this.

“…Alright.”

“Good. Now get out.” Stephen waved him away in irritation.

Mayfield huffed, then left the office, his pride smarting.