Sir Ares, Goodnight

When they noticed how young Angeline was, the shareholders recollected themselves and decided to see if this female president was actually that capable and noteworthy.

If not, they would not hesitate to embarrass her.

"Who was the one who proposed the terrible idea to sell Grand Asia?" Angeline sat on the president's revolving chair and crossed her legs, staring condescendingly at them with frosty eyes. Her every word and deed carried Jay's shadows.

The shareholders were extremely puzzled. Where on earth did the former president scout a woman like that? She shared the exact same approach as him-no one would ever know what was going through their heads.

The shareholders dared not answer rashly.

Grayson pointed to the shareholder who made the most noise earlier. "He's the one, Ms. Severe."

Angeline glanced faintly at the shareholder, her eyes filled with contempt and disdain as she said in a condescending and arrogant manner. "Compensate him and kick him out of Grand Asia, Grayson."

The said shareholder did not seem discouraged either. "Hmph, now that Master Ares is gone, who knows

what will happen to Grand Asia in the future? It might be a good thing that you're compensating me."

Under his influence, other shareholders were tempted to do the same.

want to pull out from Grand Asia, then

This will decide whether

stopped speaking abruptly at this

with each

had sunflowers made of inlaid

and achieving even greater results. In the next three months, I will acquire all competitors in the industry and make Grand Asia an invincible monopoly

Grayson was beyond astounded.

Jay's goal when he was

man to give up on this plan in order to gain more

first thing Ms. Severe did as soon as she took office was to fulfill Master

a pleased look

Will the Bell, Titus, Ares,

said, "They're not fools. Of course they won't

were struck

up and said, "If you're brave enough, then stay and brave the wind and waves with me. If Grand Asia succeeds, your net worth will increase multifold. If Grand Asia fails, I'm sure you know what the consequences are without needing me to tell

reprimanded Grayson severely, "Do you have nothing better to do? Why are you wasting time with this group of people? Return to the office and sort out the competitor's information. I want them on my table before you get off