Single Mother of a Werewolf Baby

Chapter 169

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,

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

made its way through the

them had checked it, he

care for a petty title while I worked to hold this company together. But now, swayed

few of his supporters clapped from their seats. Some shareholders even began to feel that the meeting had been orchestrated to

as William prepared to speak further, Henry Smythe raised his hand and called out loudly, "Stop your monologue, Mr Whitmore. Who do you think we are? Do you expect us to be fooled by a transfer deed that hasn’t even been

voice rang through the

startled by the accusation. He stammered, "W–what? She clearly

been so poor in recent years. We should’ve looked into this long ago.

document was now in Marcus O’Donnell’s hands. He

one thing. No one signed it. Not Eleanor.

from Marcus’s hand, and scanned it with trembling fingers. But no matter

he muttered

in disbelief, his breath catching in his throat. A sudden weightlessness overtook him, and

that moment, he looked like

sure the document was real. It was clearly

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

and pointed a trembling finger

have tampered with the deed. It was clearly signed. I made sure of it. You’re all conspiring against me. Give me

rose to a near roar

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

crowd once more. Everyone began discussing the spectacle unfolding before their eyes.

of William Whitmore now. Had he lost his mind after being removed from power? Why would he make such a wild accusation against

the conference room suddenly opened and a squad of armed guards entered. Clad in bulletproof vests, tactical uniforms, and earpieces, they carried the militarised presence of an elite security detail.

took their positions. Once in place, even those sounds ceased. The crowd, stunned by the unexpected show of force, didn’t dare

in advance what was about to happen. Sensing their ease, the rest of the

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