Chapter 1622


    When it came to psychological battles, Yasmine was no pushover.


    Robin''s ability to endure for so many years demonstrated the depth of his mental fortitude. But as


    humans, we all had our weaknesses. Furthermore, Robin''s intentions were clear as day. Taking him


    down wasn''t going to be a difficult task.


    The old man''s silence, coupled with the subtle signs of unease emanating from Robin, brought a


    faint smile to Yasmine''s eyes. "Shall we wrap this up?


    The Global Economic Summit is about to start. I don''t mind Mr. Presley and Mr. Robin attending as


    representatives. But as for the share distribution, I think we can leave it for another day."


    As she spoke, she started to wheel herself away. However, a loud "bang"


    sounded from behind her as Robin mmed his hand on the table.b2 All eyes turned to him.


    "Since when did you start making the decisions for the corporation?"


    Yasmine had her back turned to him at that moment, and upon hearing his words, a wry smile


    tugged at the corner of her lips. Turning around, she smiled and said, "It seems like you''re really


    determined to get your brother''s shares today, aren''t you?"


    Robin scoffed, “And what if I am?"


    The old man''s face darkened slightly.


    Robin continued, "Damon is nowpletely focused on your darling daughter, and Nathan, as


    usual, couldn''t care less about thepany. Since he has his older brother to rely on, he''s been


    living like a spoiled brat. If not me, who else is worthy of these shares?"


    Yasmine chuckled, "So it sounds like you''re the only one left. All those morepetent than you


    have been kicked out of thepany, and those meant to die have died. So the shares can only go


    to you."


    Her words were certainly thought-provoking.


    "You''re talking nonsense!” The previously silent Presley suddenly shouted, his cane thumping loudly


    on the floor.


    Yasmine''s words were a thinly veiled usation. Robin had killed his own brother and sister-inw,


    and kicked his nephews while they were down, all for the sake of gaining power. He refused to


    believe his son was capable of such terrible deeds.


    Everyone''s heads lowered even more.


    Yasmine''s ims were audacious and baseless. No one would be happy hearing such usations.


    Furthermore, Robin''s position as chairman was handed to him by Presley himself in front of


    everyone. If Yasmine''s ims were true, then had he been manipted by his own son?


    In the end, without evidence, all this talk was pointless.


    However, Yasmine didn''t seem like the type to throw baseless usations. If she was telling the


    truth, then... Though everyone kept their heads down, they exchanged meaningful nces.


    The meeting room was very quiet, and the old man''s somewhat heavy voice, which carried a tinge


    of anger, sounded especially distinct.


    “Robin is now the chairman of the Harper family. He has the right to distribute thepany''s


    shares. This matter is settled. Meeting dismissed."


    “So you''re saying, this shareholders’ meeting was just a way for you two to announce the decision,


    and we''re just here for decoration?" Yasmine''s voice was cold.


    Presley halted, choosing to be upfront. "What? Do you expect us to distribute our family''s shares to


    you unconditionally?"


    A few shareholders raised their eyebrows. There was no such thing as a free lunch.


    “I''m not asking for handouts,’ she paused, and looked up at the old man with a smirk. "Royce, your


    trusted son of many years, is now missing and presumed dead. Yet you can calmly ept his


    presumed death and even attend this shareholders’ meeting to distribute his shares. How are you


    able to do that?"


    Presley''s face tightened, his gaze on Yasmine was full of animosity.


    "That was the life he chose.” He yelled, his voice tinged with rage and resentment.


    “I spent years grooming him, only for him to throw it all away for a worthless woman. If it weren''t for


    his insistence on marrying that woman, if he hadn''t been so indulgent with her, he wouldn''t have left


    with her. She''s the one who led him to his death, along with his stubbornness. If he had listened to


    me, his life wouldn''t have ended up so pitiful. He chose this path. He brought this upon himself."


    Yasmine shook her head, her tips pressed into a thin line. She chose not to respond. She left the


    rest of the conversation to another person.


    "The path was my choice, the woman was my choice, and whether I live or die doesn''t concern you


    greatly"


    The door to the meeting room suddenly opened, and a calm, indifferent voice echoed throughout


    the room. Everyone looked up in surprise, their expressions a mix of shock and tion when they


    saw who had entered the room.


    Presley froze, relief and joy visible in his eyes as he looked at Royce, who had just walked in.


    Robin abruptly stood up again, his usually calm and gentle face filled with emotions. Outrage


    provoked by Yasmine aside, he was now faced with Royce, who should have been dead but was


    standing there unscathed.


    The ne had beenpletely destroyed, and none of the crew survived.


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    Even though they hadn''t found his and Yasmine''s bodies at the time, given the severity of the crash,


    he never doubted that they could have survived.


    The only possibility was...


    He couldn''t continue that thought. Because that possibility, added to his guilt, made it impossible for


    him to remain calm.


    “Royce, how..."


    "How am I still alive?” Royce''s expression was cid, and his tone t. It was hard to tell what he


    was thinking at the moment, but the more it was like this, the more it made Robin feel uneasy.


    Despite his years of restraint, Robin couldn''t hide his emotions. His expression changed slightly,


    and the hand he had on the table clenched into a fist. "It''s... It''s good that you''re all right."


    Royce didn''t spare him another nce. He turned to the elderly man, his expression as calm as


    ever. "If life and death mean nothing to you, and you''re utterly disappointed in me, then me going


    back to the Harper family would only be a thorn in your side. In fact, whether I have those shares or


    not doesn''t matter to me."


    He paused, shifting his gaze to Robin. "Speak up about what you want and what you cherish. As


    your older brother, I may very well satisfy your wish. If you want the shares, take them all. Look out


    for our father in the future, will you? If any issues arise, don''t hesitate to contact me”