The Secret Heir Return To Wealth And Love

The most dangerous moment for a person to make a mistake is when they are blinded by anger.

Caught up in their rage, they can lose the ability to think clearly.

Sanderson had always been known for his cool head and thick skin.

So, during the years when Graham was in charge, even though Sanderson's department was drowning in bad debts, he managed to keep his hands clean.

It was easy for people to be lulled into thinking he was harmless.

But once the veil of innocence was ripped away by his own savage demeanor, revealing that he had been affecting their interests all along, and might continue to do so in the future...d2 Well, that's when he found himself on the back foot.

Sanderson cleaned the sweat from his brow as he faced Rosalynn's intense pressure.

She was doing it on purpose, pushing them into an argument so she could use it as leverage to sway the undecided shareholders to her side and pull them towards Jacob's side.

Lawler was about to say something more, but with a stern look from Sanderson, he was silenced. His chest heaved with suppressed anger, but he dared not speak further.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"It doesn't matter how Jacob has brought profits to the Strand Group, he has indeed been working for the good of the company, and frankly, he's done better than me," Sanderson said with feigned affection as he looked at Jacob. "You've seen what you needed to, and your goal has been achieved. I'm a bit weary, so let's just move on to the vote, shall we?"

Sanderson knew that any further delay would only play into Jacob and Rosalynn's hands, eroding his advantage. So, he chose to concede rather than to continue the fight.

He had done the math on the Strand Group's shares. The Strand family couldn't monopolize the decision-making, but the shares he securely held gave him an edge over Jacob, even after Rosalynn's recent meddling.

Some of the shareholders might have switched sides, but that was not a significant concern; they were just minor shareholders, after all.

"That works for me," Jacob agreed quickly. "After all, it's more fitting to address these losses after we've chosen a new chairman."

Sanderson had to stifle a smirk. In his mind, Jacob had always been this way, brimming with ridiculous confidence that came with being the golden boy of the Strand family. Sanderson had hoped that the debacle with Erica would have taught him a lesson. Apparently not.

He still believed that the Strand Group was just as it had been before he left, that the major shareholders would support him the moment he returned. The notary entered the meeting room promptly.

Each shareholder held a voting device in their hands, red for Sanderson, blue for Jacob. The act of voting itself was over in the span of a few seconds. As the notary went aside to tally the votes, an eerie silence fell over the room.

Suddenly, Sanderson broke it, "Jacob, has your mother's condition improved?"

Everyone's gaze snapped to Jacob. Thanks to Sanderson's efforts, the news of Lenora's breakdown the previous night had spread among the shareholders. Lenora, too, was a shareholder of the Strand Group. When she married into the Strand family, those shares had been part of her wedding gifts.

She wasn't just a figurehead; in the earlier years, she had contributed to the company.

Her family had provided significant support to Graham, which had been a crucial factor in his smooth ascent to the chairman position over his cousins.

But Lenora was known for her haughtiness. She had made many enemies here, and her mental condition was now another weapon in Sanderson's arsenal against her son.