The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 1420

David lifted his gaze, observing the few who had chosen to abstain from voting at the conference table, and after a moment of thought, he suggested, "Let's have the six who haven't voted yet cast their votes again."

"Isn't that a bit informal?" The Deputy Chair of the committee was somewhat opposed to the idea, subtly replying, "They've already chosen to abstain."

Votes had been cast, and abstentions made. Continuing the meeting would only make the association a laughingstock in the industry.

Regardless of whether a president was elected today, due to Presley, it would become a joke.

David opened his mouth to say something when a cold voice came from the entrance of the hall, "Choosing a president is a significant matter. It seems a bit off for me, as the vice president, not to participate in the voting."

Hearing this voice, the Deputy Chair and others present instinctively looked towards the door.

Mirabella, dressed in a sleek black coat, walked in leisurely, her delicate face carrying an air of nonchalance. She approached David and nodded slightly, "David."

to come, and he smiled, "Mirabella, you're here." Wyatt, standing nearby, also greeted

acknowledgment, then turned to the Deputy Chair who was presiding over the meeting, "I'm not too

association examination where this woman had made an appearance, knew she was brought in by David as a nominal vice president with exceptional skills in potion

what she intended

Deputy Chair politely replied, "Not... too

not bothering to inquire about the current voting situation, and simply asked, "Am I eligible

to deny her in front of everyone, especially since she was technically a

then." Mirabella took a piece of paper and a pen nearby, wrote down

to the

Chair looked down

immediately shook his head, "You're voting for Devon? He's not on

had chosen him, was surprised and looked towards her, about to say something

Devon: "..."