Reborn to Marry My Best Friend's Uncle novel Chapter 206

The shareholders mentioned Easton again.

Easton was probably already rotting somewhere, yet people wouldn't stop bringing up his name.

Sean slammed his palm down on the conference table, and the entire room fell silent.

"I'm the one in charge now!" he snapped. "It's just a small issue with custom! Why are you all acting like the sky is falling? Give me three days, and I'll have everything running normally again! What you need to do is trust me, not sit here and panic!"

Sean tried to hold the room together with sheer authority.

But the people staring back at him had survived decades in business. They could hear the strain under his confidence, and they weren't buying it. They just watched Sean put on a tough front.

The lead shareholder scoffed coldly and adjusted his suit jacket. "Fine. We'll give you three days. If you can't fix it by then, don't blame us for doing what we have to do. We'll call a board meeting and pick a new CEO."

He stood without giving another glance and walked out. The others followed, leaving the door swinging shut behind them.

Only Sean and his acting assistant, Dylan Axton, were left in the conference room.

Sean's body trembled with anger, and he kicked the chair over.

Dylan stood off to the side, not daring to make a sound.

"Mr. Frost, what do we do now?"

Sean's chest heaved. It took him a long moment to get his anger under control. He knew the shareholders had meant every single word.

Seeing Sean settle down a little, Dylan moved closer and said in a low voice, "Mr. Frost, I asked around. If you want customs to release the shipment quickly, it's no longer about paperwork. Someone needs to be paid."

Sean stood alone in the empty conference room and pulled out his phone. His finger hovered over a number he knew by heart for a long time before he forced himself to call it.

The line connected quickly. A coarse voice came through, amused and sharp at the same time. "Well, well, well. Mr. Frost, I didn't expect to hear from you. Why are you calling a nobody like me?"

Sean's grip tightened until his knuckles went white. He swallowed the humiliation and kept his voice as level as he could. "Dingo, I need your help. I'm in trouble, and I need cash. It's very urgent."

The voice on the other end of the line was smug and cutting, like a slap straight across Sean's face.

"Let's not pretend like we're friends. When I helped you return, you promised you'd use Annie to help me take down Parker Group. So, tell me, how's that working out? Because I hear that she can't stand you."

Every single word from Dingo dripped with ridicule.

"And now, your company's in trouble, and you're calling me for money? Do you really think that's how the world works?"