Rachel hung up on Matthew before he could respond. She was worried that if he came and failed to meet Zayden, it would only add to her frustration.
She glanced at the darkened sky. It made her even more anxious.
In contrast, Malcolm was relaxed. He was smoking a cigarette and leisurely checking the time.
"Stop waiting. It's almost dinner time. It's annoying to interrupt someone's meal," he said with a hint of pride. Having already secured support from the Lloyd family, he felt confident about his victory.
Rachel's face darkened, and she remained silent. Malcolm was clearly flaunting his advantage.
Zayden would be leaving for a meeting at the military district tomorrow. This would be Rachel's last chance to meet him. If she failed to meet him today, she would likely lose her position as president.
Yvonne's birthday party was the day after tomorrow. It was the first grand celebration in her life.
Despite being a woman, Rachel had managed to become the president of Wealthwave Group. She wanted to make Yvonne proud at the birthday party.
If she lost her position as the president, the birthday celebration would become a joke, and Martin would be ridiculed.
The Carter family's business might even decline drastically.
"Uncle Malcolm, Grandpa gave you all a chance, but what happened? After you three families messed around, we lost so much money. The family is struggling now. I don't understand why you just can't let me handle the business."
Malcolm glared at her. "Are you implying I'm useless? No matter what, the position is ours. Your mother's birthday party will also be a celebration for Quinn becoming the president!"
With that, he turned and called Quinn to leave.
Quinn asked, "Aren't we going to see Mr. White?"
Malcolm looked at the time. "The White family has guests today, and it's dinner time. It's even less likely that they'll see us. We've already won with the Lloyd family's support. Let's go home and drink to celebrate!"
Rachel's face turned pale. She silently waited.
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