Bound By A Broken Night novel Chapter 184

Chapter 184

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Prawn to every piece drama circulating around a city,” Zandrie continued, his tone almost

His gaze briefly moved toward Vincent

“Everyone within Malakai Group is far too busy managing international operations to concern themselves with rumors of this

He gave a small shrug,

So tell me, President Shen. President Danes…!

His calm eyes sharpened slightly

“Why should I concern myself with it?”

Zendre’s gaze remained fixed on the two men, calm yet piercing, as though patiently granting them the opportunity to justify the commotion they had stirred

The hall waited with bated breath.

Dozens of powerful figures watched the exchange unfold, their eyes shifting between the stage and the small group that had dared to challenge Malakal’s decision.

But after a long, moment, Roel Danes and Vincent Shen said nothing

The confidence they had displayed earlier seemed to falter beneath the weight of the room’s attention.

Seeing the silence stretch, another figure finally stepped forward of the stage.

CRO Jefferson Holt.

The older man carried himself with quiet authority, his presence alone commanding respect. He glanced briefly across the hall, surveying the crowd before his sharp, deliberate gaze settled on Roel and Vincent.

“CRO Ashton Pierce,” Jefferson began calmly, “is the most qualified individual to oversee Malakal’s territory here in Bay City.” His voice was steady and firm, carrying the certainty of someone whose words were not meant to be questioned

“Whatever rumors or scandals have been attached to his name,” he continued, “are insignificant compared to the contributuss he has made to the business industry-not only in Bay City, but internationally”

Murmurs stirred among the guests.

Jefferson’s eyes briefly shifted toward Ashton, who stood silently nearby, before returning to the men who had naised the

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A faint, ominous smirk rugged at the corner of his lips as his gaze locked with Roel Danes

“And they are certainly not the company’s comer

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For a moment, Hoel remained sil. The lensum visifde in the ugliness of his jaw But he was fut ready be retreat jet

“What and the chairman of Malakaituoup?” Roel asked madridly torch aral the bar has we se

The question caused another ripple of whispers to spread through the hall.

Roel lifted his chin slighty, as though grasping the final thread of hope he had left.

*Is the chairman aware that a shvation like this exists?”

His eyes moved across the stage, searching the faces of the executives.

“Or,” he added carefully, “has this matter been kept from the chairman entirely?”

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The hall fell silent once more, the tension returning like a tightening grip around the room. Every gaze shifted toward the stage, waiting to hear how Malakai’s leadership would answer the question now directed–however indirectly at the mysterious figure who ruled them all.

For a brief moment, Jefferson Holt and Zandrie Wallace exchanged a knowing glance.

Then they turned their attention back to Roel Danes.

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“Nothing can be kept from the chairman, President Danes,” Zandrie announced calmly, his voice carrying a quiet assurance that echoed across the hall

A wave of murmurs immediately rippled through the crowd. Even Roel’s confident expression faltered slightly, curiosity flickering in his eyes despite the stubborn disbelief still etched on his face.

Then Jefferson Holt stepped forward again.

“I can assure you,” he declared, his voice louder now, deliberate and firm, “the chairman is fully aware of everything that has transpired inside this hall tonight.”

His sharp gaze swept across the guests before returning to Roel and his companions.

“She saw everything ”

A faint, ominous smirk curved across jefferson’s face.

For a moment, the words seemed to hover in the air, their inaning slowly sinking into the minds of those present

Then someone among the guests suddenly exclaimed

“Wait she?”

The single word sparked immediate confusion

“The chairman is a woman!” another voice blurted out, unable to hide the disbelief

MOTE TEGET erupted throughout the hall.

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