Outcast Queen: Her Return from Hell novel Chapter 293

"I support him!"

"Me too!"

One by one, the shareholders voiced their support for Silas taking over as the CEO of the Sterling Group.

Silas lifted his chin, his eyes practically gleaming with greed.

His lips curved into a smug smile as he envisioned his future business empire, imagining the city's elites scrambling to curry favor with him.

From now on, the Sterling Group—no, all of Cloudhaven—would belong to him.

"I object!"

A cold voice sliced through the room.

Everyone froze and snapped their heads toward the conference room doors as a striking figure walked in.

Dressed in all black with her hair tied in a sleek high ponytail, her light makeup only accentuated her sharp, commanding aura. Her eyes were bright and piercing, as if they could see right through their souls.

"Phoenix Prescott?" Silas shot out of his chair in disbelief. "What are you doing here?"

Phoenix strode into the room, a provocative glint in her eyes. "Uncle Silas, my husband is in trouble. As his wife, shouldn't I be here to help shoulder the burden?"

She pulled up a chair and sat down with the imposing grace of a queen, sweeping her gaze over the shareholders.

"Or did you all plan to usurp his throne behind my back?"

"Don't forget, Pierce is only missing, not... dead!"

Those words sent a visible shudder through the room. Fear painted the shareholders' faces.

Seeing her overwhelming confidence turned Silas's face a furious shade of green. He clenched his fists, fighting the overwhelming urge to kill her right then and there.

He was one inch away from taking the company, and she had completely ruined his plan.

But it didn't matter. Half the shareholders in the room belonged to him.

"Phoenix, I'm afraid that's against the rules," Silas said with a sneer. "You may be Pierce's legal wife, but you don't hold any shares in the company. Therefore, you have no right to run for CEO."

"Who said I don't have any shares?" Phoenix flashed a mocking smile, having completely anticipated his counterattack. She pulled a document from her jacket and tossed it onto the table.

The shareholders' eyes widened as they stared at the papers.

It was a legally binding share transfer agreement, clear as day. They sat there, completely dumbfounded.