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    Saying nothing, ine moved with calm assurance to the seat beside the head of the long conference table.


    Without pause, he slung one leg over the edge of the gleaming mahogany surface, a clear show of disdain for formalities or rank.


    His gaze cut across the room like a cold wind, and a sly, contemptuous grin crept onto his face. “What happened? You were practically yelling over each other a second ago. Did you forget this is a boardroom, not some noisy street stall? Or do you all think Wall Group’s reputation doesn’t matter anymore?”


    The silence that followed was deafening, the once-defiant stakeholders now subdued, exchanging nervous nces butcking the courage to be the first to answer.


    Silence hung heavy in the meeting room, every moment stretching out painfully. From his seat, Jonah—one of the oldest Wall family members—struggled to his feet, his hand trembling as he steadied himself.


    Clearing his throat with deliberate care, he tried to muster the dignity of his years. “ine, believe me, we didn’t gather here with any ill will. News has spread that Noah is somehow alive and well. Yet not so long ago, Sadie herself broke the news of his passing. Can someone please tell us what happened? If Noah is really back, we, as the senior members of the Wall family, have every right to demand a proper exnation!”


    When ine heard this demand, a chill settled in his gaze.


    He lowered his foot from the edge of the table with slow, calcted ease and straightened up, his posture tense as he approached Jonah. “Jonah, what exactly are you trying to say here? Surely you’re not suggesting that Sadie kept the truth about Noah being alive a secret just so she could have the chairperson seat at Wall Group to herself?”


    This old bastard’s mind must really be slipping with age, ine thought.


    “If my memory serves me right, when Wall Group was in shambles thest time—no one at the helm, stocks crashing, and chaos closing in from every side—you were the one who gathered a bunch of Wall family members and practically begged Sadie to take control of thepany. Funny how fast that’s slipped your mind.”


    A flush crept up Jonah’s neck, the sting of those words leaving him speechless. His mouth opened as if to argue, but one look from ine made every excuse shrivel on his tongue.


    There was no denying it—he had begged for Sadie’s intervention.


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    If not for Sadie, Wall Group would have been lost for good.


    Yet now, with Noah alive and present, everything was different.


    Coldly, ine swept his eyes across the assembly of Wall Group’s long-time members, the hint of mockery growing sharper with every word.


    “When Wall Group was falling apart, every one of you stayed as far away as possible, too afraid to be dragged into the mess. And now, the moment there’s even a whisper about Mr. Wall, suddenly none of you can stay seated? What is it—do you think Sadie’s an easy target? Or are some of you itching to slide into the…”


    Chairperson’s chair yourselves? Have you all forgotten who spent thest three years keeping thispany from copsing, pulling it back from the edge and giving it solid ground to stand on?”


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