SWNOVELS Chapter 1932
“No buts.
Let’s move,” Hannah interjected.
Yosef reluctantly agreed and said, “Alright, follow me.
”
When they arrived at the meeting room, they pushed open the door to find chaos.
“Sure, it’s not affecting us now, but this can’t continue indefinitely!”
“Mr.
Mitchell, we all know you’re skilled, but this is reckless.
Who knows who will pay the price in the end?”
“Exactly! Our company’s losses are mounting.
If we don’t intervene, we might watch our company lose everything!”
Hannah scanned the room and spotted a familiar face at the head of the table.
Smiling, she said, “I’ll handle the costs.
”
The room fell silent, a wave of shock passing over everyone as they turned to see Hannah standing at the entrance in a plain black dress.
She walked in slowly and steadily, her high heels clicking with each step.
Her figure was graceful, her face fine-featured.
Even in the simplest attire, her elegance was undeniable.
Her lips carried a faint, knowing smile that was attractive but nonetheless intimidating.
The atmosphere in the room grew tense, and expressions shifted nervously.
“And who might you be?” someone asked cautiously.
A whisper came from the back, “You don’t know? That’s Hannah Moore, the granddaughter of Byrum White.
”
Hannah’s gaze scanned the room until it settled on the distinguished-looking man seated at the head of the table, and she smiled.
Bryson’s stoic demeanor softened into a small smile as he recognized Hannah.
“Please, stay calm.
I’m here to discuss the company’s future strategy and our cooperation with the Mitchell Group,” she began.
However, someone sneered and said skeptically, “You’re not part of the Mitchell family.
Even with your White family connections, you have no place deciding our future.
”
“She is my fiancee, which makes her more entitled than you,” Bryson replied icily.
His words hushed the room instantly, though murmurs of discontent persisted.
“Even if the Whites and Mitchells join forces, how could she possibly deal with the Moreno family’s intent to ruin us?” someone asked.
Ignoring the comment, Hannah made her way to Bryson’s side, surveying the crowd with a smile.
With a calm but firm voice, she said, “Anyone considering selling their shares can do so now.
You need not use threats here.
If you wish to exit, you are free to go ahead.
I’m sure Mr.
Mitchell has no objections.
”
After she spoke, those who had loudly declared their intent to sell fell silent, with some even lowering their heads.