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.

floor, setting the stage for the

effectively forfeited their voting rights. So today,

Hawkins or for Philip. Once the votes are counted, the one with

was the first to throw his hat in

to follow suit,

in, "Philip for me

it went, with "Philip" echoing through the room like a

leaned back, smirking at Clayton with that smug look of triumph only a scoundrel could

hue of rage.

his most respected uncles-turned against him. How could he

it was clear: Philip had swept the

of the shares,

he turned to Clayton, "Mr. Hawkins, congratulations. From this moment on, Hawkins Sea-freight is no longer

response was nothing but a

our rules, Philip will now

"No

a clear, feminine voice cut through the

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