Unwanted Fake Wife The Top Billionaire novel Chapter 351

Sham Mauote Quit, Real Heness Stakes: Back

Chapter 351 The New Chairman

A faint smile curved Camille’s lips.

Finished

She sat there enjoying the praise being showered on her, though from beginning to end, part of her attention remained fixed on Nathan, watching for every reaction, because more than anything, she wanted him to see it clearly for himself: she was the one these people welcomed, the one they were willing to follow, the one who truly belonged here. Elena might have secured the shares, but that meant very little in a room full of people who had known Camille since childhood. As long as these shareholders refused to cooperate. Elena would still find herself trapped, because no matter how many shares she held, without support from the people beneath her, she would be able to do almost nothing.

As for Elena, she still hadn’t appeared.

Camille almost wanted to laugh.

At this point, Elena was probably still downstairs being held up by security, and if things had gone well enough, she might already have been thrown out entirely.

“Why hasn’t Chairman Hart come yet?”

Someone finally noticed Richard’s absence and turned to Camille instead.

“Miss Camille, since the chairman isn’t here, is he not coming today? We’re all present already, so why don’t you preside over the meeting for now?”

After all, in their eyes, it was only a matter of time before Camille inherited the Hart Group.

Who chaired the meeting today hardly seemed important.

Camille raised a hand to her lips in feigned surprise.

“Me? Wouldn’t that be a little inappropriate?”

“Not at all. That position is going to be yours sooner or later anyway.”

The room was full of men who had already decided where their interests lay, and with Camille tied to both the Sterling family and the Hawthornes, they were more than willing to flatter her now in hopes of future benefits.

“We all support you. Everyone’s time is valuable, so let’s not delay.”

Their urging only grew louder.

A delicate flush rose in Camille’s cheeks, the very picture of modesty, while behind her, Nathan sat quietly watching with a small smile. For just a second, something that looked like mockery flickered through his eyes before vanishing again.

“Well then, Camille said softly, standing at last, “I won’t keep everyone waiting any longer.”

She had only just risen, only just begun to move toward the seat at the head of the table, when the conference room doors were pushed open.

2:21 pm p pp.

Chapter 354 The New Chouman

Trushed

The woman who, by all rights, should already have been thrown out of the building was standing there in plain sight.

Elena.

And behind her stood another man.

Camille’s face stiffened.

Elena’s gaze brushed over her only once, cool and indifferent, before she walked into the room as though nothing about this was strange, crossed straight to the head of the table, and sat down in the chair Camille had just been about to claim.

Then she looked around the room.

“Sorry to keep you waiting.”

The room, noisy only seconds ago, fell instantly silent.

2

More than a dozen pairs of eyes turned toward her at once.

Some of the people present knew who she was. They knew she was Alexander Kingsley’s wife, and they knew she was Richard Hart’s biological daughter, but they had no idea she had already become the new chair of the Hart Group. Others had never seen her before at all.

A director seated on the right side frowned and spoke first, his tone openly displeased.

“Mrs. Kingsley, what exactly are you doing here? This is a shareholders‘ meeting for the Hart Group.

Another voice followed immediately after.

“Is Pinnacle Group reaching a little too far now?”

“And you,” someone else added, turning sharply toward York, “why are you here with her?”

They did not quite dare direct their anger fully at Elena, so instead they aimed it sideways, looking for someone easier to question.

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York, however, simply spread his hands with a harmless expression, as though he wanted no part in the conflict, then calmly pulled out a chair and sat down.

Camille’s smile had already become strained.

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