Rising from the Ashes (Andrew and Lauren) novel Chapter 960

Chapter 960

The massive conference room was buzzing with activity.

Quinton sat back with one leg crossed over the other, his polished branded loafers casually propped up on the large round table. He looked completely at ease, though it was clear he was putting on a show.

People continued arriving for his so–called roundtable meeting, including some of the most influential figures in Jayrodale. Among them were Natasha, Dylan, and Harvey the head of the Weller family–as well as representatives from Madblade Martial Academy and the Goth family.

Shawn, ever the suckup, leaned forward with a flattering grin. “Mr. Wright, your influence is truly unmatched. Look around–everyone who holds real power in Jayrodale, from the high society elites to the underground forces, has shown up just for you!”

Quinton did not respond, but the smirk on his lips grew even more noticeable. Sitting beside him, apart from Shawn, was another notable figure–Christina.

She had not spoken a word, but internally, she was reeling. The level of power Quinton wielded as the heir of the Blumedale Wright family was staggering.

With nothing more than a single announcement–without even making a personal call–he had summoned Jayrodale’s most formidable forces, and they had all obediently come running.

Even Dylan and Natasha, the dominant figures in the city’s underground world, had no choice but to sit at this table with him. That alone convinced Christina that she had made the right choice in siding with him.

In the past, she had hoped the Weller family would help propel Stevens Corporation to new heights, or that Aspen’s influence could strengthen the Stevens family. But now, looking at the bigger picture, both Harvey and Aspen seemed insignificant.

It was Quinton alone who stood at the top–someone with the kind of power that could truly shape the future. She had struggled and hesitated so many times before, but this time, she was sure of it.

This time, fate had finally placed her on the winning side.

As more people settled in, Quinton still did not bother moving his foot from the table. It was not just arrogance- he knew exactly what he was doing. Handling the power players of Jayrodale required a different approach. If he acted too civilized, they would not take him seriously.

Sometimes, the best way to control people was to make a statement–one so blatant that they had no choice but to acknowledge it.

And it worked. He had them right where he wanted them.

“Since everyone is here, I won’t waste time with pleasantries,” Quinton said, his tone distant and commanding.