Chapter 169: A Dramatic Entrance

Hearing what Elliot Grant said, everyone present looked at each other. Many of them were new and didn’t know what had happened in the past. They began whispering amongst themselves, trying to understand the situation.

"What are they saying?"

"Who is Eleanor?"

"Was Mr Whitmore only the acting chairman? I thought he was the chairman."

"You didn’t know? He was always the acting chairman."

"But I saw his name listed as chairman on the company website."

"Oh, that’s because he used the title ’acting chairman’ at first. Later, he started calling himself the chairman. But technically, he was still acting chairman."

"How long has he been acting chairman?"

"I think it’s been around thirty years."

"That long? Are you sure?"

"I may not be exact, but it’ll be around that time."

Some of the older shareholders remembered what had happened and answered the questions around them. This also gave them a sense of superiority, knowing they were more informed than the newer shareholders.

Amidst the chaos, William Whitmore missed one critical detail from Mr Grant’s statement. He had referred to Eleanor as Miss Eleanor Langford. But William wasn’t in the right state of mind to notice the subtle implication in the old man’s words. He was just one step away from claiming the full company.

Suddenly, he burst into loud laughter. The unexpected outburst immediately silenced the room. Everyone turned their eyes towards him, anticipating a sudden twist.

William clapped slowly, mockingly, and said, "Great performance, Mr Grant. I never would have guessed you could deliver such theatrics at your age. You truly surprised me."

votes. You have to talk with documents, not empty words. When Eleanor turned twenty,

his hand, pulled out a document, and extended it towards the board members on the high platform. Mr Grant gestured to Julian Rivers, who stepped forward, collected the document, and handed it to Amelia Hawthorne. Amelia examined it carefully, then passed it

posture. As the document made its

last of them had checked

appointed me acting chairman, and I accepted it without objection. I didn’t care for a petty title while I worked to hold this company together. But now, swayed by this old man’s words, you ignore my decades of service.

his supporters clapped from their seats. Some shareholders even began to feel that

"Stop your monologue, Mr Whitmore. Who do you think we are? Do you expect us to be fooled by a transfer deed

rang through the room, sharp

"W–what? She clearly signed it. It

performance has been so poor in recent years. We should’ve looked into this long ago. This man isn’t

now in Marcus O’Donnell’s hands. He held it

the legal points are in order... except for one thing. No one signed it. Not Eleanor.

widened. He quickly stepped forward, snatched the document from Marcus’s hand, and scanned it with trembling

he muttered under

his breath catching in

looked like he

the document was real.

he couldn’t accept this outcome. Someone must have betrayed him. His gaze shifted to the

feet and pointed

It was clearly signed. I made sure of it. You’re all conspiring against me. Give me

to a near roar

no one had altered or swapped the document. It was the same paper from beginning to

the crowd once more. Everyone began discussing the spectacle unfolding before their eyes. None of them had ever witnessed a shareholders’ meeting turn

his mind after being removed from power? Why

entered. Clad in bulletproof vests, tactical uniforms, and earpieces, they carried the militarised presence of an elite security detail. Each one held a Heckler & Koch MP5, looking less like company security

as the guards took their positions. Once in place, even those sounds ceased.

stage, however, the directors and major shareholders remained calm. Those with keen eyes noticed this and guessed that they might have known in advance what was about to happen. Sensing their ease, the rest of the room

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