The board of directors convened a meeting with all shareholders to address the unfolding chaos.

In the meeting room, Tyshawn casually embraced Malvina, seemingly oblivious to the seriousness of the situation.

He was unaware of the extent of the trouble his actions had caused.

Tyshawn’s notorious lifestyle-marked by recklessness, opulence, manipulation, and financial misdeeds—-had already put him on thin ice.

During the shareholder meeting, despite warnings from some attendees, he dismissed their concerns, adding fuel to the fire with his defiant attitude.

At last, a director could no longer contain his frustration.

He banged the table forcefully.

“Mr.

Mitchell, this time you have made a significant error, and I expect you to accept responsibility voluntarily, or else—”

“Or else what?” Tyshawn replied coolly, his expression unfazed.

“Listen, if you choose to pull your investments, it’s your funeral, not mine.

The financial losses will fall squarely on your shoulders!”

boasts a capital infusion of 6 billion dollars, all thanks to my fiancee! How quickly you forget your praises

you turn your backs on

the gravity of the situation, dismissing the concerns with, “It’s merely

contributed so much, what’s a

utterly futile,” a director

consequences of a 30% plunge

scoffed at their

the grand stage of

Such fluctuations are minor.

Our stock will recover.

There’s nothing to fear.

director interjected, pulling up data on

significant problems with the biopharmaceutical project Tyshawn had

‘s BunnyBookery

the stock price still on

in disbelief, “How can there possibly be problems

fierce inquiry was met

of the shareholders, including the directors,

fell deathly

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