Don’t Fall for the Billionaire Lover by Rosa Winters

Chapter 690

Jeffery strode confidently to the center of the stage. His casual suit, something he often wore, gave him an air of effortless charm. Even though he was well past his prime, his energy was undeniable, and he stood with a straight back that commanded respect. His eyes, clear and piercing, radiated authority without needing to raise his voice. Who could have guessed that this silver-haired gentleman was the mastermind behind the Sartori Corporation empire? The room below the stage was unusually silent. Jeffery picked up the microphone and got straight to the point, "Today, I'm here to announce three things."

"First, there's been a change in the company's shares. Chloe and Diana now each hold five percent, making them shareholders."

"Second, as many of you know, Chloe is now part of the Sartori family as our daughter-in-law. From here on out, no one is to mess with her!"

"Third, I'm getting on in years and it's time for me to retire. As for who'll take over the company, we'll hold a shareholders' meeting tomorrow morning. The eight major shareholders will vote, and we'll announce the results to the media immediately." With that, Jeffery handed the mic to Jason and walked off the stage without another word.

Jason took over, "Thank you, Ms. Claire, for your speech. Now, I'm thrilled to kick off Sartori Corporation's exciting annual gala..."

laid out the evening's agenda, and the crowd below

set off

she were marrying Mr. Connor and using that as a dowry, it'd make sense. But now she's disabled and

Jeffery's got a soft spot for this newcomer daughter-in-law, telling everyone not

said what he did? He's probably worried Claire will give them

been in the company for ages, and the shareholders are on her side. Jeffery's talk of a vote is just a way to pass the

spot, so he's looking at a future without

chest. Was it true what everyone was saying-that Jeffery already had a successor in mind?

let's welcome Mr. Connor and his wife, Miss Chloe, to open the dance floor for our grand

thought, Chloe snapped

of her, holding out his hand in invitation. The crowd around them naturally parted,