Bad Proposals
"In that case, can he really be—"
Kallum could sense the doubt growing. "That seems unlikely. Even if he has gone through plastic surgery, there's no way he can look exactly the same, not to mention he sounds the same too."
Thompson shot Kallum a glare but didn't say a word.
Subsequently, Jamal pulled Thompson aside to discuss the situation.
Meanwhile, many of the other directors felt unsettled and began gossiping amongst themselves.
"I don't understand what the situation is. Despite having divorced Mr. Giblo, Ms. Lierger insists on getting her stake in Giblo Group. In the future, will the company be controlled by the Liergers?"
"Unfortunately, it will either be the Liergers or the Golds. Giblo Group is finished."
"No matter what, I'm not optimistic at all."
"What should we do then?"
"What can we do? Our combined stake is less than ten percent. Hence, we have no right to say anything. Our only option is to resign ourselves to fate."
"From my perspective, Mr. Thompson and Mr. Domitos seem to be on Ms. Lierger's side. Hence, I think we should trust the two of them."
"You're right. They have yet to be compromised."
"Given that Mr. Giblo himself is compromised, how can we be sure both of them aren't?"
"Well…"
"Forget it. We'll just have to take it one step at a time."
Feeling uneasy, many in the conference room began to speculate.
Meanwhile, Freda rushed back into the room, holding her phone.
"Any news?" Carla asked anxiously.
"They almost rescued him, but he was moved again." Freda let out a sigh. "Also, Charles was hurt during the mission."
"How did that happen?" Carla was filled with desperation.
"Given that Randy is Newton's trump card, he would definitely not let him escape easily. In fact, Newton has even increased the security around him. Now that we have lost track of where they have taken Randy, we will need to start investigating from scratch."
Freda's expression was grim.
"Get them to take care of those who are injured first, " Carla calmly replied.
"I already told them that." Freda nodded. "Charles was careless due to his exhaustion. After all, he had spent the last ten days tracking them down and barely slept. Nevertheless, Brandy mentioned that his injuries weren't serious. Therefore, he will be fine."
"Alright." Despite feeling her heart sink, Carla put up a strong front. "Tell them that their safety comes first in their quest to locate Randy."
"Yes, I will!"
Looking out at the drizzle outside the window, Carla's worries weighed on her.
Even though she had won a decisive victory in the boardroom, her hands were still tied due to Randy being held hostage by Newton.
Therefore, even if she got the shares today, she might have to cough them back out tomorrow.
No, I can't just sit idly by.
At that moment, the conference fell silent when someone shouted, "Mr. Giblo is back!"
Turning around, Carla saw Boris, Jean, and their subordinates swagger back into the room. Evidently, they were more arrogant than before.
"So, have you decided?" Jamal asked.
"I have, " Boris replied resolutely. "I'll give her a twenty percent stake in Giblo Group."
"Alright." Jamal smiled slightly. "It looks like you still have some smarts."
Even though Jamal didn't elaborate, everyone present knew that Divine Corporation was crucial to Giblo Group's operations even though its market capitalization wasn't that high.
After all, in the information age, Divine Corporation's IT products were at the forefront of the industry. As long as they still had control of the company, they could restructure and sell it for ten-fold its current price.
"Since it has been decided, let's complete the transaction at once, " Thompson declared.
"All right." The legal team and accounting department got to work right away.
Sitting with his leg crossed, Boris took a sip of his coffee. The panic he felt earlier was now replaced with victorious confidence.
From his expression, Carla was cognizant that Newton must have come up with another diabolical plan that involved Randy.
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