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..."

evening's agenda, and the crowd below

announcements set off a

five percent of the shares. If she were marrying Mr. Connor and using that as a dowry, it'd make sense.

for this newcomer daughter-in-law, telling

did? He's probably worried Claire will give them trouble once she's in charge, so he's throwing in shares and a

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

spot, so he's looking at a future

mind? Was the shareholders' meeting just for show? Connor had mentioned that the

Connor and his wife, Miss Chloe, to open the dance floor for our

thought, Chloe

her, holding out his hand in invitation. The crowd around them naturally parted, forming a spacious dance