Chapter 583 Back To Life
The outsiders weren’t the <b>only </b>ones with questions. In fact, Gordon had even more questions.
Like everyone else, <b>he </b>confidently believed that the Cloudex Corporation would secure SAM. They held 35% of the shares, while Cronus only had 31%. There was a gap between
There was no way Cronus could gather enough from the other shareholders or the market.
Most importantly, Cronus had been in a car <b>ident</b>, and his condition was uncertain. How could he possibly stage <b>a </beback?
So, how <b>had </b>SAM joined the Group? How did none of the shareholders of the Filo Group know about that? Was someone deliberately keeping it a secret?
Gordon couldn’t help but wonder. With Cronus in the hospital, who could’ve orchestrated such a move? <b>The </b>sination was beyond <b>Gordon’s </b>expectations
Gordon refused to ept the truth and asked, “There’s something wrong here. What did you do?”
Jodie replied, “Regardless of <b>what </b>the head <b>did</b><b>, </b>SAM is now part of the <b>Filo </b>Group. It’s also a good thing for SAM. Why aren’t you happy about it, Mr. Gordon?”
<b>“</b>Something’s must’ve been going on! Gordon couldn’t believe that his ns tell apart. “Bring me to Cronus! I want to see him right now!”
Gordon wasn’t ready to ept defeat. If he could expose their lies and prove Cronus was <b>dead</b>, the inheritance would be <b>up </b>for grabs. As Amelia’s nephew<b>, </b><b>he </b>would be the rightful
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Gordon rose from <b>his </b>seat and headed for the door. Both Jodie and Marcel tried to stop him, <b>but </b>he pushed them aside. He grabbed the conference room door handle, furiously swinging the door open
To his shock, a crowd stood outside the door.
At the front of the crowd was a man in a ck suit with light–colored eyes. He wore an elegant white shirt with ordion pleats. His tea–brown eyes looked calm andposed.
Gordon nearly bumped into that man. After genting a <b>clear </b>look at that man’s face, Gordon staggered back in shock. He tripped over his own feet,nding hard on the floor.
“Cro… Cronus…” Gordon stuttered.Content property of N?velDra/ma.Org.
Right outside was none other than the very person Gordon had demanded to see, Wesley,
Wesley<b>, </b>tall and imposing, looked down at Gordon with an <b>air </b><b>of </b>superiority
ording to the family hierarchy<b>, </b>Gordon was Amelia’s nephew, Yennifer’s <b>cousin</b>, and <b>Wesley’s </b><b>uncle</b>,
Wesley spoke calmly. “Uncle Gordon, I heard you’re looking for me? Well<b>, </b>I’m here. Is there anything you want to <b>say</b>?”
For a moment, <b>Gordon </b>couldn’t manage his expression. He stared with wide eyes at Wesley, as though he had seen a ghost
He sized up Wesley, who stood there looking perfectly fine. All of <b>his </b>limbs were attached, and even hisplexion was normal. It was as if he hadn’t been injured at all.
The other shareholders had been watching the situation unfold. At Wesley’s sudden appearance, all of them instantly <b>stood </b>up.
They stared at the entrance in disbelief. They had all thought that Wesley was lying in a hospital bed, seriously injured. No one expected him to show up suddenly
Gordon stuttered, “Aren’t.. aren’t you.”
“<b>What</b>? In a car ident? Dead? I just had a cold and felt <b>dizzy</b>, so I sent my secretaries in. I didn’t expect Uncle Gordon to think I was <b>done </b>for What <b>a </b>huge misunderstanding.” Wesley said calmly.
Gordon froze in ce.
With that being said, Wesley walked past him. He entered the conference room, leaving <b>his </b>bodyguards outside the door.
<b>A </b>Wesley walked in, the crafty shareholders quickly lowered their heads. They all knew that Gordon’s n to seize power waspletely doomed. It <b>was </b>impossible for him <b>to </b>overthrow Wiley
As Jodie pulled o
at the head of the table, Wesley unbuttoned his suit jacket. He sat down and lifted his ge