Countdown to My Divorce

Her Exit 375

Chapter 375

“Exactly!” another shareholder said. “You’re much too ambitious The Lloyds took

Care of you for so long, and Mrs. Lloyd practically raised you single–handedly. She certainly never expected you to turn out this way!”

The others began to chime in as well.

“You’re wicked through and through! Mr. Lloyd is still in the hospital, likely unaware of what’s happening. You’re his adopted daughter, but you neglected your duty of taking care of him. Not just that—you went missing for five years, but now, you’re back to get his money. You’re malicious!”

“Listen, Rachel Lloyd. As an old–timer of the company, I advise you to leave right now if you know what’s good for you. If you don’t, we’ll pull out the evidence and expose you for all your malice! You’ll only end up humiliated.”

“It’ll be better for you to leave of your own accord before things get messy here.”

Instead of panicking or looking awkward, Rachel crossed her legs and swept a haughty glance across the room.

“If that’s the game you want to play, let’s place bets for today. Who will be the first to leave this meeting room, and who will be humiliated?”

The ignorant shareholders readily agreed to Rachel’s proposal.

world is so unfair

have in your

the legitimate daughter of the Lloyds and had no legal rights to

that it may be possible if Jim insisted on transferring the company’s shares to her. While she wasn’t related to him, she

themselves, but simply

fighting for herself. Rather, she was fighting

much to the Lloyds. She knew how much blood, sweat, and tears

pulled out Jim’s

fraudulent behavior, I’ve duplicated some copies for everyone. I trust everyone here

moment the shareholders were done reading through Jim’s will, they started

at your insistence! Mrs. Lloyd and Ms. Yvette saw with their own eyes how you seized the chance while he was severely ill to cajole him into signing a will you

practically altered the

such a significant chunk of the company’s shares. Look at how much is left for Mrs. Lloyd,

giving you half

fact that perhaps they’re too useless and

tears welled up in Yvette’s eyes. She stared at Rachel, doe–eyed,

work at Lewis