Chapter 559: I'll Beg Her

The Owen family, though considered wealthy, couldn't compare to those established industrial families when it came to influence. Fifty million was almost equivalent to Leah's five years' income. She stomped her foot in frustration, evading her grandfather's reproachful gaze with a sense of grievance. Through gritted teeth, she insisted, "I won't compensate. If anyone should, it should be Cheyenne." Kyson abruptly interrupted her, his voice stern and cold. "Enough! Don't you understand what you did wrong? Leah, you've been regressing these past few years. I've decided that these fifty million will be deducted from your account." "Grandfather!" "You don't have a say here." It was the first time Cheyenne had seen Kyson angry. During their time together, the elderly man either had a indifferent face or a mischievous smile. She hadn't expected his anger to be so terrifying and intimidating. After obtaining the fifty million, Malaya satisfiedly lowered her voice. With a smug look, she