Steward paused for a moment, hastily asking, "Is there something else he needs? Or is he waiting for someone to come apologize?"
The butler replied, "No, it seems like he was engaged in a conversation with Hackett. They got quite into it, so he hasn't left yet. Hackett even said not to bother about them."
How could they not bother!
But there were tasks at hand that needed attending.
Bill and Hackett were two individuals they couldn't afford to offend. Steward decided to follow their advice and prioritize the pressing matters.
With several guests still around, the upstairs conference room was too cramped, so they settled in the downstairs lobby, gathering on the sofas in a circle.
Over the years, the Griffin Corporation had gathered a group of executives and shareholders, totaling over twenty people.
Holding onto hope, Steward finally asked, "Boss, are you sure you want to announce it?"
He didn't want to let Sanderson go.
Be it for his capabilities or the emotional bond, Sanderson was his first son. Who wouldn't love their own child?
But sometimes, in the face of interests, some things had to be sacrificed.
Steward's thoughts were too traditional, only wishing for Griffin Corporation to carry on the Griffin name, rather than following Cordelia into marriage...
Sanderson, without waiting for a response, declared, "I've decided to step down as chairman, with Kermit taking over."
This announcement left the executives and board members in disbelief.
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While the men were chatting, Lorna, accompanied by Cordelia, and Rachel, along with Juliana, were entertaining the remaining ladies.
The conversation from Steward's side was a bit loud, so it reached their ears.
The ladies, not fully grasping the situation, started congratulating Rachel, while some looked at Lorna with pity.
It was pitiful enough that her son-in-law wasn't as commendable as Rachel's, and now her husband was no longer chairman.
Juliana rolled her eyes and sighed, "Sis, look at the mess this has caused. Why don't you just have your boyfriend apologize to Bill, shake hands, and make peace? Now look, Dad has resigned over this!"
Her words cast Cordelia in an unfilial light and led everyone to believe that Sanderson's dismissal was due to this reason, silencing the room.
Cordelia ignored her, turning to see Everard lounging nearby, engrossed in his phone.
On Everard's screen, a chat was open.
Bill: "Boss, can I come downstairs now?"
X: "Wait a bit longer."
Bill: "...Okay."
Seeing his carefree attitude, seemingly without a hint of remorse, Juliana scoffed, "Sis, look at him, so shameless, acting all carefree. People who don't know might think he's some street thug!"
Then she realized, "Oh right, he's the owner of Midnight Scent!"
The terms "owner of Midnight Scent" and "street thug" were derogatory towards Everard.
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