Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 437

All the shareholders seated around the conference table held a stake in the company-some large, some small. Mila, as Montgomery Holdings' largest shareholder, took her place at the head of the table.

Only then did the meeting officially begin.

Things moved quickly. Most of Montgomery Holdings' business revolved around industrial operations, with steady partnerships and established resources. The board only needed to briefly review major projects like oil extraction, energy supply, and the company's overseas defense contracts.

Stability was the goal.

After each item was swiftly settled, Randall McKenna-a middle-aged man seated to Mila's left-finally spoke up, revealing the true purpose behind this meeting.

Research and development.

"Chairwoman Sutherland," he began, "Al-driven automation in heavy industry is the way of the future. Our subsidiary, Falcon Technologies, has already made significant progress in this area, but they're facing a funding shortfall. I propose we allocate five billion dollars to formally launch the project."

Falcon Technologies.

A sudden hush fell over the room. Instinctively, all eyes drifted to Mila.

Falcon Technologies had always been a sensitive subject. It was established by the previous chairman, Lysander, in the face of strong opposition, as a tech- focused offshoot of the group. That alone was controversial enough, but what really set tongues wagging was the persistent rumor that Lysander had gifted the company to his notorious mistress-Giselle.

Originally, Lysander and Giselle were the majority shareholders in Falcon Technologies. Now that Lysander's shares had ended up in Mila's hands, Giselle remained the company's CEO.

It was all rather bizarre.

and her rapid, iron-fisted restoration of order-the board couldn't

were ruthless when

for all her decisiveness, Mila had never once moved against Giselle, despite the endless online gossip and the media's relentless digging. She simply ignored the notorious

wondered if

had learned to treat Falcon Technologies as if it didn't exist. The topic was quietly buried-until today, when Randall brought it

He wanted a huge sum allocated to their new project. The room tensed, everyone sneaking sideways glances at the woman at the head of the table,

the proposal onto the big screen, calmly explaining how automation research would benefit the group. He emphasized that

automation could revolutionize management in all our major industrial

in outside partners, but no external team would be as trustworthy as our own

hung heavy in the

coolly. "Personal considerations? Mr. McKenna, you seem remarkably well-informed about my private life. Is there something I don't know? Perhaps

Randall's brow furrowed.

he couldn't air such rumors in a

none of it was proven.

almost every Falcon Technologies proposal, even the solid ones. Surely, that suggested a

team. The project idea has merit, but their R&D capabilities are limited. I don't believe they're up to the challenge of

I'd support the

Falcon Technologies' proposal."

put it to a

After a round of debate, the majority sided

Randall's face darkened.

Mila had secured control of over half the board's