Chapter 875

"Chasel." Suri's voice brimmed with joy, her eyes sparkling with unshed tears.

The crowd, upon witnessing the sudden appearance of the younger Bright, were taken aback, their initial shock quickly morphing into disdain.

Everybody knew that he had been edged out by the Bright family, never involved in the business, relegated to a mere office doctor poring over CT scans, clueless about the market's ebbs and flows.

Not to mention, he was mired in scandal, his intimate photos with Cassius plastered everywhere, tarnishing the Bright family's reputation.

"Mr. Bright, this is a board meeting, not one of those bars you frequent. You're a bit out of your element here!"

The director's mocking words sparked a wave of snickers among the attendees.

"You're standing on Bright territory, I'm a Bright, and if you can't respect that, at least show some basic decency. Or is that too much for your brain to handle?"

Chasel's eyes narrowed, a chill flashing through them, "Would you dare such insolence in front of my grandfather, my father?"

The director, choked with rage, nearly bit his tongue in frustration.

Another voice piped up indignantly, "Mr. Bright, the boardroom is a place of seriousness. Irrelevant persons have no business here!"

"Oh, so you do know it's supposed to be a serious place?"

Chasel couldn't help but chuckle, "When I walked in, I thought I'd stumbled into a kennel. A bunch of old dogs, snarling over their bones without a shred of dignity. If I hadn't shown up, I was afraid they'd turn on my aunt, and then we'd have to worry about rabies shots."

Suri shook her head, a smile playing on her lips.

This boy, always so sharp-tongued, fiercely protective.

Whether it was Cassius' fortune or misfortune, only time would tell.

The instigators, now as red as boiled lobsters, could only stew in their humiliation, unable to directly respond without incriminating themselves.

"I know you all don't welcome me, and frankly, the feeling is mutual. It seems we're at a mutual understanding then."

With a scoff, Chasel casually tossed a document onto the conference table, "I may not know much about business, but I do know that shares talk. This is a transfer of shares from my father, Zachary, all to my aunt Suri. My shares, too, are now hers."

but that's not all. During our stock's downturn, a mysterious buyer went on a spree, securing a significant portion of Bright Group shares. He now owns ten

passed the transfer document around, their faces turned ashen, their arrogance

by one, they raised their hands in

of

goal had

was about to leave, having accomplished

"Chasel, please wait."

turned, puzzled, facing her determined

of the

within the Bright

echoing with authority,

influence of Emeric, or simply her own innate dignity? Despite

was

she hold a significant share and

the announcement of Suri and Chasel's new roles hit the screens of

CEO's office, Chasel immediately sought refuge in Cassius' embrace, his face glistening with a slight sheen

Chasel's tensions dissolved, his worries melting away.

of status, the second in command of the Bright family. You'll have to have my back

it out, will

weren't for your secret acquisition of Bright Group shares, stabilizing our stock price, the company would've been ripe for a hostile takeover by

"Chasel, don't say that."

Besides, the shares I acquired were always meant for the Bright family. It's just returning to its rightful place, hardly worth mentioning." Touched,

breaths intertwining, Cassius' hand cradled his

the office door swung open, and in waltzed Suri, catching

see anything, swear! I'm as blind as a

was about to make a run for it, hands

lot to catch up on." "Cassius,

smile, playfully tapped Chasel's nose with a curled finger,

one backing

shot him a grateful look, "You've gone above and beyond, really. Once the Bright Group project is up and running, we'll make sure you get a handsome share

it's all staying in the family.

his head, "If you really want to

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