Albert glanced at Philip with a mix of irritation and urgency, "Enough with the chit-chat, guys. It's go time!"

Clayton slumped in his chair, looking like a man who had just had his soul sucked out of him.

Betrayal from Philip and his crew was infuriating, sure.

Carl turning on him was downright hateful.

But betrayal from Albert and Florian? That was a knife to the heart.

In that moment, in the bustling conference room, only he and Alden were seething with a mix of anger and pain.

The rest? They were practically throwing a party.

After all, Clayton's fall from grace meant they could milk Hawkins Sea-freight for all it was worth.

And thanks to the contracts they'd cunningly signed in advance, Clayton's shares were about to be up for grabs. That spelled big bucks for everyone else.

the floor, setting the stage

their voting rights.

Once the votes are

throw his hat in the ring, "I'm voting

quick to follow suit, "Same here,

"Philip for

so it went, with "Philip" echoing through the room

smug look of triumph

of rage. He had seen this betrayal coming, but the sting

own brother, his most respected uncles-turned against him. How

it was clear: Philip had

45% of the

congratulations. From this moment on,

but a quivering lip;

now be the new president of Hawkins Sea-freight. Any

of "No

clear, feminine voice cut through the noise, "I

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