Quinn and Ingrid, who had been out of the country for a long time, appeared in front of everyone.
The crowd was slightly shocked.
Quinn cried as soon as she saw Old Master Ferguson and ran to him.
"Dad, you have to help me! Eric sent me away. He no longer cares about this family. He was born a rebel and simply doesn't care about the rest of the Ferguson family's survival! Even if he's my son, I can't put up with this anymore!"
Quinn was Eric's biological mother. Now that she came out to accuse Eric, the others felt that Eric could not even fend for himself.
Eric's face was calm and cold with a sharp chill in his eyes. He looked at Quinn without a change in expression.
Ingrid was well-behaved because she feared Eric's power and dared not do anything.
Quinn braced herself and wanted to teach her son a lesson.
She cried and looked at Eric, then looked at the others.
"My husband still has some shares in his hand. I officially endorse the Chairman's decision on my husband's behalf.”
Instantly, the conference room was abuzz.
"It looks like it's settled then!”
"Eric probably has no other choice. This time, I'm afraid Ferguson Corporation's leadership is really going to change.”
"What can we do? Will Mr. Ferguson really be removed?”
Quinn's appearance was almost the decisive factor.
No one in the entire Ferguson family stood out to say a word for Eric.
At this time, Eric looked abnormally relaxed with only a slight frown. When he heard Quinn's words, he suddenly laughed.
The surrounding people did not find it funny. Instead, they got goosebumps.
In an instant, the pressure in the conference room was inexplicably low, and the temperature plummeted accordingly.
Eric raised his hand. Next to him, Mitchell handed over a document.
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