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The room fell into silence at his shout, and the board of directors instantly complied with his order since they were afraid of Zachary.

They all turned to Chris with a frown, waiting for him to continue.

“We’ll complete the signing today once the internet recovers,” Chris said confidently. “Let’s continue with our meeting on the changes in the board of directors—”

“What changes? You haven’t even signed yet, so who’s the largest shareholder now? Who gave you the right to speak if you’re not the largest shareholder?”

“Johann, I have found someone to replace your position. Even though you possess five percent of the shares, you also don’t have any right to speak in front of Mr. Gold, so it’s best if you stay silent,” Chris glowered.

“You!” Johann was flushed red from anger.

The rest were furious too, but they didn’t dare to say anything, for they were void of the right to speak since they had no shares. All they could do was watch as “Zachary” acted rudely toward Johann.

“Mr. Sterk’s reasoning was logical,” Jesse piped up. “The largest shareholder of the Nacht Group would be me since the shares have already been transferred to me, so I’m the one holding all the power to make the decision.”

He reached for a document, then flashed a grin at everyone in the room. “I’ll now announce the new personnel arrangement—”

it

comply after the official signing of the agreement. Both of you are devoid of the right to speak since

right to

of you merely because you’re impersonating Mr. Nacht,” Kallum exposed his identity. “The real Mr. Nacht will be back

stirred within the room at his shocking

Nacht

Nacht transfer his shares

“How preposterous!”

“Call the police!”

agree. Let’s call

were immersed in their discussion, feigning deaf

yelled for attention a few times, but it was futile. Anxiety gripped him as he watched the

Jesse barked, “Useless trash!”

stayed silent while his face

internet

still dealing

it!” Jesse

raced to urge

his watch and noted that it was already a quarter past three in the evening, but the man he was waiting for still hadn’t arrived yet. Hence, he could not help but wonder what

dashed to Johann’s side and whispered, “The