The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 185

Chapter 185: Mass resignation.

A tight smile tugged at the corners of Samuel's mouth, and he leaned back in his chair, drumming his fingers before him. "Richard is merely releasing his anger, nothing more. He'll come to his senses soon enough."

Mr. Bean's eyes remained leveled, and he nodded to his boss, old Master Madison. "The young master seems to be really angry this time, sir. He may really attack you, sir."

Samuel's smile broadened, revealing a row of perfectly preserved teeth. "That grandson of mine has always had a ruthless streak. Who would have thought he would turn it against his grandfather? Just take some precautions. After he calms down, I will talk to him about returning to the company."

"Young Master does not seem to want to let this go, sir." Mr. Bean said, his face blank without feeling. "Maybe you should reconsider "

"I did what was necessary," Samuel interjected, his tone brooking no argument. "He dares marry someone without telling me. And actually captured the daughter of the Hayes family

too."

Before Mr. Bean could respond, a sharp rap sounded at the door, and a young woman in a crisp business suit stepped into the office, her face pale and drawn. "Excuse me, Mr. Madison," she said, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm afraid I have some rather distressing news."

Samuel inclined his head, fixing the woman with an impassive stare. "Go on, Miss Thompson."

The woman swallowed hard, her gaze darting between Sámuel and Mr. Bean. "It's not just young master Richard who has resigned, sir. Over the past few hours, nearly all of the directors have followed suit, citing a loss of faith in the company's leadership." A heavy silence descended upon the room, broken only by the faint ticking of an antique clock

Chapter 185 Mass resignation.

muscle twitched in his jaw, betraying the slightest hint of

going too far," he muttered, his fingers tightening around the arms of his chair." Richard is allowing his emotions

who seemed rooted to the spot, her hands clasped tightly in front of her. "What are your orders,

sacrifices he had made to ensure its survival. For a moment, he seemed to age before their very

disbelieving. He then proceeds to break out

stir in the media

various forums and social media platforms, the debate raged on, with armchair analysts weighing in with their own theories. Some suggested that Richard had simply grown disillusioned with the company's direction, while others posited more nefarious motives, ranging from internal power struggles

heard Madison Industries was cooking the books," one anonymous commenter wrote, "and Richard

ridiculous," another replied. "This is clearly a hostile takeover attempt,

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public eye only served to fuel the speculation, with each

on, the situation at Madison Industries grew increasingly dire, with reports of mass resignations and plummeting stock prices dominating the headlines. Financial analysts warned of an impending disaster, while industry insiders whispered of a company teetering on the brink of collapse. Yet, through

were written, dissected, and shared, each one attempting to

truth.

shoes clacked against the hardwood floor in a staccato rhythm. The incessant ringing of the telephone on his desk punctuated the tense silence, each shrill tone like a dagger

he said, his voice level. "They're demanding answers about the resignation crisis and the plummeting stock prices." Samuel waved a dismissive hand. "Then I shall give them answers," he growled, snatching up the receiver mid-ring. "Madison Industries," he barked into the mouthpiece. "Mr. Madison, we're hearing rumors of a government raid on

Madison Industries has always operated within the bounds of the law, and we have no reason to fear any sort of investigation." His words seemed to do little to help the shareholder's fears, and she launched into a