Stunning Dragon Wife
Chapter 554 - 553: Seizing Power

Chapter 554: Chapter 553: Seizing Power

"Miss."

The umbrella-carrying woman immediately approached Shen Xinhe with a respectful attitude.

"You, you’ve been crying?"

Upon seeing the tears at the corner of Shen Xinhe’s eyes, the woman was taken aback.

Her name was Shen Tang, playmate to Shen Xinhe and also her personal maid.

Her father was an old servant of the Shen family; as a child, he was picked up from the streets by the patriarch of the Shen family and taken in as an adopted son. Later, he became the right-hand man of Shen Xinhe’s father. Shen Tang grew up in the Shen household as well, forming a sisterly bond with Shen Xinhe.

"No crying, it’s just rain."

Shen Xinhe wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Then, she looked around.

"Where’s Uncle Zhong?"

Uncle Zhong was Shen Tang’s father and an absolute confidant of Shen Xinhe’s branch of the family.

The security details of Shen Xinhe’s travels were their responsibility.

After she had disappeared for two months, it made no sense for Uncle Zhong not to come to meet her.

"My father, he..."

Shen Tang faltered.

"What’s that on your chest?"

Only then did Shen Xinhe notice the white flower pinned to Shen Tang’s chest.

"Who, who has had an accident?"

"Who in the family has had an accident?"

Shen Tang, with her lips quivering and her head bowed, murmured tremblingly.

"It’s, it’s your father."

"What?"

Upon hearing this news, Shen Xinhe felt as if she had been struck by thunder.

Her whole world seemed to spin, and she could barely stand, staggering backward, nearly falling to the ground.

Two black-clad bodyguards rushed to support her.

"Don’t touch me."

After the ordeal with Wei Bao, she developed a natural aversion to men, not wanting any man to touch any part of her.

After shrugging off the two bodyguards, she hastily grasped Shen Tang’s arm, pressing for answers.

"My dad, when I left, my dad was perfectly fine, how could he possibly have an accident, he was so strong and healthy, how could he just be gone?"

At that moment, Shen Xinhe was exceptionally agitated.

Shen Tang explained.

"It was an accident."

"Uncle Ming’s plane had a malfunction during a sea trip and it crashed..."

"What, what?"

Shen Xinhe’s mind went blank.

After being away for two months, to come home to find her father already dead.

"No, it can’t be, you’re lying to me, you’re lying, right?"

Shen Xinhe gazed at Shen Tang with a hint of hope.

Longing for a miracle.

But Shen Tang delivered a heavy blow.

"It’s true, the incident happened two days ago; my dad was arranging Uncle Ming’s funeral, which is why he couldn’t come to pick you up."

"No, no."

"I want to go home, I need to go home."

"I need to see my dad."

Having lost her mother at a young age, Shen Xinhe grew up with her father, who became her one true kin and love. Now her world had collapsed.

She stumbled into the car.

...

On the east coast near the sea in Tianhai, there stretched a seaside estate that sprawled into the ocean, covering a hundred acres.

Grand in size and imposing in presence, it resembled an ancient palace.

At this moment, the lights were bright.

Regrettably, white banners were hung everywhere.

Various luxury cars were parked outside, belonging to those who had come to offer their condolences.

This was the Shen’s Mansion, the palatial residence of one of the four major families dominating Tianhai.

The vast banquet hall served as a makeshift mourning hall at this time.

A coffin of golden nanmu wood was placed in the center.

Inside lay a charred, gruesomely unrecognizable body.

Who would have thought that Shen Tianming, the shipping magnate who reigned over Tianhai, would meet such a tragic end?

A trim man in his fifties, dressed in black mourning clothes, was greeting the guests.

This was Shen Zhong, Shen Tianming’s right-hand man.

Though slight in build, Shen Zhong emanated an explosive power that lent him an intimidating air.

This was because he was a Martial Artist, and moreover, a master of unfathomable strength.

Over the years, he took on many of Shen Tianming’s darker tasks.

The high-ups in Tianhai all knew Shen Zhong and were wary of him.

Also standing among the main family seats was a man roughly the same age as Shen Zhong but much taller.

Shen Tianyuan.

Shen Tianming’s younger brother.

Yet, there was no trace of sorrow on his face; instead, his eyes held a cold, sneering amusement.

He glanced at his watch with an impatient look, seemingly waiting for someone.

"Why haven’t they arrived yet?"

Suddenly, a group of about twenty to thirty people entered the door in succession, each one exuding a powerful aura, far from ordinary, and any of them could cause a stir in any ordinary Earth-level city.

Moreover, some among these individuals were Martial Artists.

Indeed, these people had numerous ties with the Shen family.

The Shen family’s company was named the "Haiseng Group."

The main business of the company was marine and land transportation.

It was the largest transportation company in the country, unequaled in its scale.

The original capital accumulation of all major enterprises comes with bloodshed, and the Shen family was no exception.

Before the formation of the New Country, the patriarch of the Shen family was already a well-known figure in Tianhai, having started his empire by managing the docks, commanding thousands of workers. After the establishment of the New Country, they had to go legitimate and founded Haiseng Group with the patriarch’s closest followers.

In times of chaos, heroes emerge, and with the repute of the Shen family patriarch and the freedom of the time, Haiseng Group expanded wildly to become one of the country’s top enterprises.

In land transportation, Haiseng Group had a market share of up to seventy percent, and in marine transport, over forty percent.

A veritable titan in the industry.

However, such enterprises come with their flaws.

A family-style management, not just within the Shen family but also among the minor shareholders, was also family-based.

The patriarch had distributed shares to his comrades who stood by him in building the empire. As long as he was alive, he could keep those formidable personalities in check, but after his generation passed away, the fight for power among their descendants began.

Over a dozen shareholders essentially meant over a dozen factions.

These individuals carried on their grandparents’ barbarity and ferocity without their camaraderie.

They were the ones Shen Tianyuan was waiting for.

The ones who would help him seize power.