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 stage for the

present has effectively forfeited their voting

may cast your vote for Mr. Hawkins or for Philip. Once the votes are counted, the one with the majority

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

to follow suit, "Same here,

"Philip for

with "Philip" echoing through the room like

smug look of triumph

line, his face an ashen hue of rage. He had seen this

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

meeting wrapped up, it was clear:

45% of the shares, Philip has

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

a quivering lip;

Philip will now be the new president of Hawkins Sea-freight.

of "No objections" filled

a clear, feminine voice cut through the noise,

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255