Bryson sat beside Franco, emanating an intense, unyielding presence.


    He leveled a cold stare at Mayfield.


    I wasnt aware the Mitchell Group was now under your control, Mayfield.


    Hannah stepped in at just the right moment, her voice soft yet resolute.


    Were here to discuss whats best for thepany-not to settle personal grievances.


    The shareholders exchanged looks, taken aback by Hannahs bold interruption.


    Soft murmurs rippled through the room.


    That young womans no pushover.


    Indeed.


    Ive heard shes a force to be reckoned with, and today shes proving it. Hannah) let her gaze travel over the murmuring crowd, her voice rising with quiet authority.


    The Mitchell Group has flourished because of the dedication and vision carried forward by generations of the Mitchell family.


    So, I ask each of you-how many are trulymitted to standing by thispany, no matter the challenges? Her questions hit hard, adding weight to the already charged atmosphere.


    Many shareholders shifted ufortably, clearly rethinking their positions as they recognized the resolve and influence that Bryson and Hannah brought to the table.


    Nayfields expression wavered, though he quickly regained his calm.


    Miss Moore, your concerns are duly noted.


    All my proposals are intended to ensure thepanys growth.


    But, Miss Moore, you dont hold an official position here, and technically, youck the standing to speak at this board meeting.


    Hannah smiled calmly, exuding aposed and unhurried demeanor.


    True, I may not be an official member of the Mitchell Group, but Bryson and I are in this together.


    His challenges are mine too. Today, Im here not only for myself but also on behalf of the silent majority-the shareholders and employees who believe in and stand by the Mitchell Group.


    Her words, gentle yet resolute, stirred a wave of emotion among those present, with some even nodding in agreement.


    At just the right moment, Bryson rose, handed a stack of documents to his assistant, and signaled for them to be distributed to each shareholder in the room.


    The atmosphere in the conference room instantly became tense, thick with anticipation.


    Mayfield, everything youve said may sound reasonable, but allow me to present some facts, Bryson stated, his voice steady and filled with undeniable authority.


    This document outlines the financial losses caused by certain decisions in recent months, directly linked to specific proposals.


    I hope everyone here will form your opinions based on these facts.


    As the shareholders flipped through the documents, expressions of surprise and dissatisfaction appeared on many faces.


    It quickly became clear that Mayfields development strategy had inflicted severe, hidden losses on thepany! This… This cant be! Mayfield stammered, his voice betraying panic.


    He tried to refute the ims but noticed the once-supportive gazes around him had turned cold.


    A senior shareholder cleared his throat and stood up, addressing the room in a stern tone. Mayfield, I always believed you had thepanys best interests at heart, but now your motives seem questionable.


    Franco, Bryson, and Miss Moore, your concerns are indeed justified.


    We cant sit idly by any longer! With his deration, the room erupted in agreement.


    More shareholders voiced their concerns, withdrawing their support for Mayfields proposal and even demanding he be held ountable.


    Franco nced at Bryson and Hannah with pride and satisfaction gleaming in his eyes.


    Clearing his throat, he announced, Everyone has witnessed todays developments.


    Mayfield, your proposal is now suspended.


    You will need to provide a reasonable exnation and submit to an investigation.


    Mayfields face turned ashen.


    He looked as if he wanted to respond, but in the end, he simply shot a fierce re at Bryson and Hannah before reluctantly sitting down.