The Doormat Wife’s Ultimate Glow-Up novel Chapter 457

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Joseph froze, his face turning stormy. “What exactly are you trying to do, Matthew?”

“Nothing at all.” Matthew set down his glass and flashed a calm smile. “I just want to remind everyone that what Ratcliff Global needs most right now is to fix its reputation with the authorities.”

“If that weren’t the case, Sebastian wouldn’t have been ousted just for backing Leslie,” he added, almost casually.

“We all know that. We don’t need you to tell us,” Joseph shot back, glaring.

Matthew raised his brows and looked right at him. “Then why don’t you tell us, Joseph? What’s your plan to restore Ratcliff Global’s reputation?”

“W—well, by delivering results, obviously…” Joseph stammered. He hadn’t really thought about it and couldn’t come up with anything convincing. Flustered, he glared at Matthew. “What, you think you have a better idea?”

“Actually, yes.” Matthew nodded. “I can guarantee that Ratcliff Global will keep working on the Blade project.”

“Blade is backed by the military, and it’s mainly for military use. With their support, no one’s going to doubt Ratcliff Global’s credibility.”

“That means whatever damage Sebastian did to the company’s reputation pretty much disappears.”

The room grew restless as the board members exchanged glances and started whispering among themselves. Joseph’s face went sour. He’d forgotten the main reason these old board members nominated Matthew was because he was the lead on the Blade project.

He opened his mouth to argue, but Matthew was already speaking again. “Besides, sure, I took my mother’s last name and barely grew up with my grandfather, so I might not be the most experienced at running things…”

“But isn’t that why you’re all here to help me?”

At that, the board members perked up, especially Mr. Riles and Mr. Lugo. They looked almost excited.

“No matter what, that’s still better than handing Ratcliff Global over to someone who’d sell out the company, right?” Matthew said, giving Joseph a pointed look.

Joseph’s expression turned even darker. “What are you implying, Matthew?”

“It’s not an implication. I mean it exactly as it sounds.” Matthew nodded at Noah, who stepped forward and placed a thick folder on the table, sliding it toward the shareholders.

“Everyone, here’s proof of Joseph embezzling company funds, colluding with outsiders, and harming Ratcliff Global’s interests over the years. Take a look.”

The shareholders grabbed the file, flipping through the pages. Their faces grew tense, some even turning red with anger.

“Joseph, is this real? You used company money to play the futures market and lost all of it?” one of them demanded.

Joseph’s face went pale. He slammed his palm on the table, making the papers jump. “Lies! Matthew, you made all this up to frame me!”

He lunged for the file, but Noah blocked his hand.

“Mr. Ratcliff, this evidence is backed by bank statements, transaction records, and sworn testimony. Nothing’s fabricated,” Noah said quietly.

Mr. Riles held up a page, pointing at a transaction. “What about this thirty million? It went from our company account straight to a shell corporation you secretly own. Care to explain?”