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.

took the floor, setting the stage for the vote that was about

forfeited their voting rights. So today, only

Once the votes are counted, the one with the

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

quick to follow suit, "Same

in, "Philip for

went, with "Philip" echoing through the

at Clayton with that smug look

a tight line, his face an ashen hue of rage. He had seen this betrayal coming, but the sting was

uncles-turned against him. How could he not seethe

wrapped up, it was clear: Philip had swept

announced the results, "With 45% of the

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

a quivering

Philip will now be the

chorus of "No

voice cut through the

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