A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“Got it. I’ll inform Mrs. Nightshire,” Rayson said while looking at them.

He then made a sarcastic remark. “We have no idea if Mr. Nightshire is dead or alive, yet, none of you seniors in the company and business partners showed him any concern. And it seems fighting over the chairman’s position is more important than anything else at this point. You should be proud of yourselves.”

Rayson walked out of the room after ending his sentence. The expression on all the directors’ faces turned grim when they heard what he said.

Oswald nearly wanted to respond with a cold snort and storm out of the room, but since there were still other directors around, he steadied himself.

After plastering a cursory smile on his face, he looked at the directors and asked, “Let’s have some breakfast, shall we?”

One of the directors replied, “Forget it. There are other things I have to attend to!”

“Yeah, me too. I have to take my mom to the hospital as she’s not feeling well,” another echoed.

The directors all left the room.

a short pause, he bade Oswald farewell and left in a hurry as well. Even a gullible fool like Dayver chose not to stay. Infuriated, Oswald threw

to Nightshire Manor. After parking his car in the garage, she went straight to look

how ashen-faced Susanne was. Things would have been different if Mr. Nightshire was

taken her husband away, so let’s hope

“Mrs. Nightshire.”

about Vinson, right? Send people to

make the arrangement right now,” Rayson said. He took out his phone and spent half

of relief when Rayson was done making

my office today.” Initially, Rayson did not want to disturb Susanne with this

Susanne would have to take over Nightshire Group. Rayson would

looked upward to glance at him. “Cornered you in your office? Why would

Waysea wants to be the