"Yes, thank you, Archy. You can continue. Don’t mind —" Isaac Donovan smiled gently at Archy, ignoring his useless sons.
Archy proceeded to explain the agenda for today’s selection of the company’s new CEO and the managent reshuffle. However, before he could finish his explanation, another person interrupted him.
"Excuse , Mr. Taylor…" Bradley interjected, prompting Archy to pause and look at him.
"Yes, Mr. Bradley Caville, you may speak."
"Why do we need to change the current CEO? Is it necessary? Besides, who are the candidates to replace Jacob Donovan? We don’t have a strong candidate now."
Bradley glanced at Jacob with a smile before addressing everyone in the room.
"What the company needs now is to discuss and act on how to handle this situation. How can we escape from this suffering? We still need Jacob to work hard to return the company to being the number one company in this industry. Right, Uncle Isaac?"
Isaac was utterly speechless after hearing Bradley’s long explanation. Still, even after his lengthy speech, he offered no solution—no wonder this company was going bankrupt. Not only are his sons unable to work, but they are also friends with this kind of businessman.
The company has been struggling for months, but they still haven’t found the right solution to deal with it. How stupid!
Seeing his son’s expression confirm Bradley’s sentence, Isaac feels regrets coming to this eting.
After taking a deep sigh silently, he turned his gaze to Bradley Caville.
"Well, young man, don’t ask . I’m an old person. You guys, young people, should know what is best for this company," Isaac said gently, even though, in his heart, he regretted attending this eting.
Later, Isaac tries to dismiss his regret and focuses on his reason for coming here: to witness his granddaughter punish his ungrateful sons.
Jacob and the others frowned after hearing Isaac’s statent and his reluctance to get involved in this critical situation.
He wanted to express his frustration, but all his words stopped on the tip of his tongue. He needs his father to vote later if the Callia Capital people insist on replacing him and taking over the company managent.
"Father, we understand," Jacob said gently. "There’s no need to worry. But later, we need your help to vote to stop other people from replacing us, the Donovan Family, from this company managent—"
Jacob deliberately emphasized the Donovan Family so their father would not be confused.
Isaac Donovan said nothing but smiled at Jacob.
As no one else was speaking, Archy took control of the discussion.
"Mr. Bradley Caville, I understand your concern, but we need to continue with the eting agenda," Archy politely responded to Bradley Caville, who expressed his displeasure with a glare.
However, before he could continue, Lucas Donovan interrupted.
"Co on, Archy... we should end this eting. Can’t you see that the person who requested the motion to change the CEO isn’t here—" Lucas Donovan’s voice abruptly stopped when the door swung open. He was stunned, and almost everyone in the room had the sa expression.
Instantly, the room beca lively, with everyone talking in hushed tones to the person beside them, glancing at the newcors.
"Who is she? She looks familiar and beautiful."
"She’s the old Donovan’s granddaughter, right?"
"Oh, you’re right. I rember now. She is Lucas’s daughter, Arabella."
They all gasped in surprise at the sight of the girl, who was now even more beautiful than they rembered. It was as if they saw a heaven goddess visiting their office.
Bradley Caville felt his blood rush to certain parts of his body when he saw the woman he had dread of becoming his wife standing not far from him.
His heartbeat races, but he doesn’t dare to blink, worried that the girl he dread of will vanish from sight.
’So beautiful and alluring,’ Bradley Caville whispers under his breath. ’I will make sure you beco my wife. Pretty Bella, I will not let you go,’ he vows with a sinister smile.
While Bradley was busy looking at Bella with his sultry thoughts, Lucas was shocked beyond words to see soone he had been looking for the past month finally appear before his eyes: his good-for-nothing daughter.
"Bella—" Lucas whispered her na, too surprised to see her appear here in their shareholder eting.
Standing up from his seat, he wanted to drag her out to scold her, but his feet stopped when he saw several people following her into the room. They looked foreign. What surprised him was that all of them looked noble.
Lucas tried to signal Bella that he wanted to speak to her, but she did not even give him a slight glance, which confused and angered him. His hand clenched into a tight fist when he saw her approaching Emma and his father.
Before Lucas could call his daughter’s na, however, she had already walked to the opposite end of the table and sat casually facing Jacob. A few people who had co with her were also sitting on her left and right sides as if they were part of this private shareholder eting.
As soon as Bella sat down, the room fell silent. Nobody spoke, but their eyes clearly showed confusion.
Bella completely ignored their curious gazes. She deliberately didn’t look at her father and uncles.
She looked back to see Archy Taylor, still standing on the small podium, looking at her with the sa expression as other people in the room.
Bella smiled at him, "I’m sorry, Uncle Archy. I ca late. You can continue the eting…" She sincerely apologized to him. Because she deliberated, she didn’t enter the room imdiately but waited for the right ti.
"A-Arabella? Bella...?"
"Yes, uncle," Bella smiles before continuing. "I represent Callia Capital," she says softly enough for only Archy to hear.
Archy was shocked beyond words. He knew Callia Capital was related to Emma Donovan. Still, he didn’t expect that the company was actually associated with Arabella Donovan, the little girl he usually saw when he visited Old Donovan’s house.
He nods with a smile, and after clearing his throat, he reads his cue card once more, now in a louder and more enticing tone.
"Ladies and gentlen, let’s continue the eting."
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