Chapter 387
The tension in the conference room was palpable as normalcy returned, leaving a silence that was
almost deafening. The mood, however, remained grim.
Several shareholders, who once had close ties with Kemp, shivered involuntarily, shrinking back in their
seats as if they were desperate for the long-awaited shareholders'' meeting to conclude.
Bet cleared his throat and spoke with an apologetic tone, "Sorry to keep you all waiting! I promised
we''d wrap this up in an hour, and time is up..."
Those who felt as if a great weight had been lifted straightened their spines, allowing themselves a sigh
of relief and daring to look up atst.
But the moment they raised their heads, they were met with Bet''s piercing gaze that seemed
omnipresent, turning their faces ashen with fear.
Bet scanned the room decisively and continued, "However, an hour is only enough to expose
Kemp''s true color. Now, it''s time to address the recent turmoil within VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals."
His words hit the room with such force that some people became breathless with palpable rm. I
couldn''t help but sneer with disdain. It was clear they knew exactly what they had done.
And my respect for my father grew; he truly was an old fox. He had used Kemp as a bait to lure those
betrayers within VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals. Then, under the guise of introducing a new product, he was
cleansing the ranks. Brilliant! Bet’s next words confirmed my thoughts.
"It saddens me to say that among us sit the remnants of Kemp and ud''sckeys, still skulking about.
As the saying goes, ''What goes aroundes around,'' and today, it''s time for a housecleaning at
VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals."
After his deration, Bet raised his hand like a conductor''s baton, and his secretary promptly
distributed a stack of documents.
I watched as some resisted taking the papers, while others, curious and eager, grabbed them without
hesitation.
Bet''s resonant voice filled the room. "Your actions have threatened the healthy progress of
VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals. Mr. Wilburn has always been patient, tolerating your shameful behavior
because you were the pioneers who built thispany with him.
But today, I, Bet, as the sole technical shareholder of VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals, must dere that
my team and I can no longer tolerate such individuals within ourpany, nor choose them as our
partners. Since you''ve decided to join forces with the likes of Kemp, I''m afraid the only option is for you
to leave VitalAxis Pharmaceuticals."
Emmett stood up, mming his hand on the table. "Atst! This is exactly what we needed! Mr.
Wilburn, we started with the ambition to build something great, but these turncoats have forgotten their
roots, only concerned with lining their own pockets. How much money have you made for them over
the years? Yet, their greed knows no bounds; they even plotted to kick you out, the very benefactor
who lifted them up. Such treachery is intolerable, and we must excise these cancers from our midst!"
His words stirred a chorus of agreement, the room echoing with loud endorsements.
The few who had matters to settle fidgeted ufortably.
Emmett continued, "If they had invested their shares elsewhere, they would''ve likely gone bankrupt by
now. Yet they have the audacity to reach for more money here. They''ve contributed nothing, yet have
the gall to act against our interests. By giving them so much, you''ve been more generous than they
deserve, and still, they show no gratitude—worse than ingrates! Mr. Richardson is right; we cannot
tolerate their greed any longer!"
"Ungrateful wretches! They must go! Clean them out!"
Bet revealed his first smile of the day. "Then let me formally announce that the new anti-tumor
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Cheers erupted from the crowd.