Chapter 330 I was stunned for a moment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAlmost instantly, I pieced together Bryant's current situation, but I couldn't quite believe it. Wasn't he bankrupt? Turned out, he had just pulled a Houdini... And, after all that maneuvering, he ended up holding more power and influence than ever before.
As I cto grips with the situation, my first ifistinct was panic... I thought I had cut ties with him, and now he turns out to be the biggest shareholder in my company?,I still held onto a sliver of hope, maybe he was just chummy with York and decided to tag along for a visit.
York introduced him with a smile, "Ms. Webster, Ms. Jackson, meet the new... new Vice President of RF Group, Mr. Ferguson." The position announced was a step below York's. But York was always a step behind Bryant, and his body language while speaking was telling. However, they were the major stakeholders of Janedream now, and I didn't want to cause a scene. I offered a faint, noncommittal smile, "Oh? I heard your big boss was coming. Where is he?" York chuckled it off, "Well, he got tied up with slast-minute business..." "Alright then." I didn't press further, and Christine caught on to the tension. Years of understanding each other meant a single look was enough to agree on keeping up appearances for now.
We made our way into the meeting room, holding what felt like a pointless meeting before York dismissed the others. Then, turning to Christine, he asked, "Ms. Jackson, would you mind showingyour Design Department?" It couldn't be more obvious.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Mr. Carlson, Jane is actually the head of the Design Department. She'd be more familiar..." Christine was hesitant to leavealone with Bryant, almost refusing on the spot.
Seeing Bryant's calm demeanor, I interjected, "Chris, you head off with Mr. Carlson. I actually need to ask Mr. Ferguson a few questions." Sthings just needed to be cleared up; I couldn't put it off any longer.
"Jane...
Christine hesitated for a moment, but seeing my determination, she didn't insist any further and led York away. Suddenly, it was just Bryant andin the office. His gaze was fixed on me, waiting forto break the silence. I felt an annoying sense of him having the upper hand.
Annoyed and not in the mood for beating around the bush, I got straight to the point, "You're the man behind RF Group, aren't you?" "Yes." Bryant didn't avoid the question or