Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue
Chapter 1790

Preston looked like he was trying to conceal his ill intentions. Landon stared at him through his darkand ferocious eyes.

That stare was full of threat indeed! In an instant, Preston felt like he was being choked. His chesttightened.

However, on second thought, he figured that he didn't have to fear Landon. He was his uncle andCornelius’ only son. All he wanted was to fight Landon to death, no matter the cost.

Cornelius stayed silent for a moment. Then, he said in a low voice, "Preston, all these while, Landon’sreputation in the outside world and his business capabilities are pristine. In other words, he is thebest candidate to be Harper Group's president.

"You have to give us a reason why you're stepping out to oppose this."

Preston puffed up his chest and lifted his head high. He shot a quick side glance at Landon’s frigidface before turning to Cornelius.

“Dad.”

"We are at a work meeting right now," Cornelius reminded. One thing that Cornelius always dislikedabout Preston was his unseriousness.

He was poles apart with his eldest son, Landon's father, who had passed away. They wereincomparable.

"Mr. Cornelius.” Preston changed his address unwillingly. "You pushed for Landon to become thepresident because you've identified him as the successor of our family. Is that right?"

Cornelius nodded

"Since this is the case, that means that Landon’s status is extremely important.”

Preston looked like he was brewing a storm in a teacup. He continued to flatter Landon. "Not only ishe Harper Group's president, as your only grandson, he is also the hope of our entire family. This isakin to a prince ascending to the throne.”

"What are you trying to say?" Landon could tell that he didn't have good intentions. The look in hiseyes became darker as he continued staring at him.

"What I'm trying to say is that your every move has an impact on our family's reputation. Thus, yourmarriage will have a massive impact on our family's future too."

A flash of maliciousness flashed across Preston's eyes. "It is not child's play,” he punctuated, eachword sharply enunciated to emphasize his point.

"It is my choice who I wish to marry." Landon clenched his hands into tight fists on the table. Hiseyes became shockingly red. "It is no one else's business.”

This tense confrontation made everyone else's hearts skip a beat.

"I am only your uncle. Of course it's none of my business. But Mr. Cornelius is your grandfather andthe head of the Harper family who has the final say. Are you saying that it is also none of hisbusiness?" Preston scoffed.

Immediately after, he put on an indignant expression on his face and continued, "Mr. Cornelius,although our family is ranked fourth among the four most notable families, we are still a powerfuland noble family.

"Landon has the looks and capabilities. Even if he isn't able to replace a treasured scion like Ms. Alyssato be his wife, he shouldn't be marrying a psycho. Don't you think so? Must our family stoop solow?"

Everyone's jaws dropped. The room was in an uproar.

Psycho?

Landon’s fiancée—the daughter from the Beckett family—was a psycho?

Were they marrying within their class or were they being charitable?

"Preston."

Landon stayed seated in his chair. His entire body was burning with so much anger that he felt likehe could burn the world away.

He threatened in a hoarse voice, "Have you thought about the consequences of humiliating myfiancée in public?”

The chatters in the room stopped instantly. He was a natural leader. Even if he stood still, he still hada powerful bearing about him.

"Humiliate? I am just stating a fact. How is that humiliation?" Preston sniggered. Then, he threw astack of documents, which he had prepared, onto the table. He gestured to everyone seated aroundthe long meeting table.

"Here. Take one each and have a look, everyone! This is Ms. Lauren Beckett's psychologicaldiagnosis report! Landon, I'd grovel at your feet if I'd uttered a single word of nonsense!"