How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Chapter 181

Norbert darkened his face as he said, "When Stuart gets back, I'll get to the bottom of this."

Phineas shook his head in disagreement, "Dad, who knows when Stuart will return. How long are you willing to wait? Hetfield Group can't be left unattended." NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Yara, visibly pregnant, chimed in, "Dad, we all know you feel that the Hetfield family owes Stuart a lot, but at the end of the day, it's not our concern. You've been favoring him for years now. It’s enough. Reuben is quite capable. Maybe it's time to let him manage Hetfield family affairs."

Yara wasn’t particularly fond of Reuben, but to her, anyone was better than Stuart, who seemed quite unhinged.

Reuben took a few confident steps forward. "Grandpa, you're not getting any younger. Why cling to the reins of the Hetfield family? It’s time for the younger generation to take over."

With Stuart absent, everyone in the Hetfield family seemed a bit more emboldened.

Norbert’s authority was unshaken as he retorted, "Have you all conspired to usurp me?"

The room fell into a tense silence, the air thick with unspoken words.

Reuben clenched his teeth and insisted, "How could that be? We're all family. I'm just worried that Stuart has been too reckless for too long, risking the stability of Hetfield Group."

His words carried an implicit threat.

The Hetfield family owned substantial shares in the corporation.

Forty percent had been distributed among various members, but sixty percent remained under the direct control of the Hetfield family.

Of this sixty percent, Stuart held twenty, Phineas fifteen, Reuben five, and Norbert twenty.

None of the other family members held any shares.

Stuart's capability to manage the company came not only from his talents but was heavily supported by Norbert’s full backing.

It was clear that whoever Norbert supported would effectively control the Hetfield family.

Now, with Stuart away and Norbert less involved, Hetfield Group was primarily under the management of Phineas and his son.

The gathered relatives seemed to be pressing Norbert to relinquish control.

If Norbert eased his grip now, by the time Stuart returned, it might be too late.

Norbert, realizing this, breathed heavily, agitated.

Orson, feeling the tension ramping up, moved to stand in front of Norbert, shielding him from the others.

The family members glared at Orson coldly.

Orson, with a naive look on his face as if oblivious to the murderous glares, turned to Norbert and said, "Sir, it's time for you to rest. Morwenna said you shouldn't be up this late. She’ll be upset if she finds out."

Norbert exhaled deeply, feeling some of his frustration dissipate.

He firmly stated, "I know what each of you is thinking, but I'm not dead yet. Keep your schemes to yourselves! If Stuart is unfit to manage the Hetfield family, I will handle it myself."

With that, Norbert turned and walked upstairs to rest.

The door to his room closed with a definitive thud, leaving his face clouded with worry.

He knew Stuart could be reckless, but under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t just abandon the company.

Was he in some kind of trouble? Or had something happened?

Norbert couldn’t reach him, not even by phone, which only added to his concern.

Just then, a call came through from an unknown number. It was from the suburban hospital.

After Morwenna fell asleep, Stuart finally calmed down.

Initially, he had just wanted to stir things up a bit, using himself as bait in a risky game that he found amusing.

But now, he was done playing games.