My Wasted Husband Is in Power, Now! novel Chapter 644

Charleston was the oldest among all the members of the eight secret families. He had always been cordial to all the juniors and held a certain amount of prestige. His powerful voice scared Park Chan-young a little. He didn't dare to argue with him.

However, Park Sang-jun said, "Mr. Steele, you can't say that! The Deity chose our forefathers, not us. Just because your forefather was chosen by the Deity back then doesn't mean that you and your descendants are also recognized by the Deity. You're twisting the concept!"

Miyamoto Chujiro chimed in. "Mr. Park is right. Besides, the Deity has been dead for 20 years. There's no point in talking about the Deity now! The Steeles have violated our restrictions several times. Moreover, over the past couple of decades, you haven't made any breakthroughs at all. You can't compare with the rest of us. You don't deserve to be ranked among the secret families of the world!"

The Park family provided the spark while the Miyamoto family fanned the flames.

Tom Schmid gave a sinister smile. "Whoever lags behind deserves to be beaten! The Steeles relied on the Deity's favor and didn't try to advance on their own. You've disappointed the Deity. Instead of letting the Steeles occupy a spot among the secret families, we might as well find another powerful family to take your place!"

Someone from the Addington family also said, "That's right. Change is inevitable. Nothing is eternal, including the right to be among the eight great families."

Charleston was so angry that he felt like vomiting blood. "You all... you all..."

He had always treated these families well and gave them expensive gifts every year. But now, they were repaying kindness with ingratitude!

Jesse panicked. If the Steeles were kicked out by the others, then what was the difference between him and an ordinary rich heir?

The Park and Miyamoto families had already informed Chairman Rong of their intention before this meeting, so he was not too surprised. At the same time, he did not express his opinion on this matter.

Actually, the Rong family was not familiar with the Steeles. They did not have much contact with each other. In addition, the Steeles were of no threat to the Rong family so it did not matter to them whether the Steeles were kicked out or not.

Chairman Rong said, "This isn't an official agenda item but since everyone has brought it up, why don't we do this? Everyone, let's take a vote on this matter by a show of hands. If more than half of the representatives here think that the Steeles should leave the ranks of our eight secret families, we will address it as an official agenda item and discuss it properly.

"Now, a show of hands. Those who think that the Steeles are not worthy of being one of the eight great families, please raise your hands!"

Park Sang-jun was the first to raise his hand!

Miyamoto Chujiro was the second to raise his hand!

Tom Schmid was the third to raise his hand!

At this moment, Charleston's fists were clenched tightly. His old fists emitted a murderous aura! He couldn't accept the fact that he was already 80 years old but was still being insulted and bullied by a group of juniors!

Apart from the Steeles, there were seven other families. And now, three of them had already raised their hands!

In other words, if another family raised their hand, they would have to hold an official discussion on this matter!

Silence fell over the conference hall.

Jesse's heart pounded.

'Don't raise your hand. Please don't raise your hand.'

Geng Anli's young, handsome son whispered to her, "Mom, raise your hand too. One less secret family will be a good thing for us."

Geng Anli rolled her eyes at him. "Don't talk nonsense.

Get me a cigarette."

Geng Anli puffed on her cigarette. Chairman Rong noted her attitude and knew that she would not raise her hand.

Charleston was a good judge of character. He also noted Geng Anli's attitude and felt very comforted. As for the Haus and Addington families, they were afraid of offending anyone and wanted to stay out of it.

They wanted to raise their hands, but didn't dare to.