The Return Of His Unrivaled Ex-Wife (Joanna) novel Chapter 482

Chapter 482 

Chapter 482 

A few minority shareholders could not contain their dissatisfaction and started inciting others. “Yesterday, I thought Mr. Everett was joking, but it turns out he actually handed over the position of president to his ex–wifel” one of them exclaimed. 

“Yes, Mr. Everett even confirmed it in front of the media. It’s absolutely reckless, another shareholder remarked. 

Another shareholder glanced at Liam’s face and cautiously asked, “Mr. Lurk, what should we do? The Everett Group is such a large enterprise with investments in no less than a hundred companies. Now, with a woman in charge, is it safe?” 

“Exactly, in terms of qualifications and capabilities, it would be more appropriate to entrust this position to Mr. Lurk. Mr. Everett’s decision is simply a careless move. He is treating the future of the Everett Group as a joke!” one of the shareholders criticized. 

Several minority shareholders turned their gaze toward Liam in unison. “Mr. Lurk, how about… you talk to Mr. Everett about this?” one of them suggested. 

Liam sat with his hands folded, his originally kind and amiable face now dark and gloomy. 

Bruce, his nephew, had consistently shown a dismissive and apathetic attitude towards him, never valuing their relationship. Attempting to convince Bruce to do something would undoubtedly result in an unfavorable outcome. 

“How could 1 persuade Bruce? He has never consulted me regarding his plans,” Liam sarcastically remarked. 

“This is troublesome! Hundreds of companies are now preparing to file a joint lawsuit against the Everett Group. If Mr. Everett goes through with this, we’ll have to deal with this mess!” the shareholders lamented. 

A sharp–minded director had an idea. “How about this? When Mr. Everett arrives later, we all work together to oppose him handing over the position of president to Joanna Haynes!” the director proposed. 

“Yes, yes! If we persist in our opposition, Mr. Everett definitely will not go against everyone’s wishes. At that time, we can all recommend Mr. Lurk as the new president!” another shareholder added. 

“Alright, let’s agree on that. When the time comes, we all speak up together, and nobody should back down,” the director said. 

“Good, 

you speak up first, and we’ll immediately follow suit!” one of the shareholders suggested. 

The sharp–minded director became anxious upon hearing this. 

“How can that work? If we’re all supposed to speak up together, why should I be the first? Are you trying to use me as a scapegoat? If we’re supposed to speak up together, nobody should try to avoid it…” the director said as he hurriedly refused. 

Just as they were discussing, the door to the conference room was pushed open. 

Andy walked in with a serious expression. “Mr. Everett has arrived. Let’s all remain quiet,” he informed. 

Upon hearing this, everyone hurriedly straightened their postures, no longer daring to discuss or complain. 

Joanna began to feel inexplicably nervous at the conference room entrance, her heart pounding rapidly. “Bruce,” she whispered, her voice filled with unease, I’m still a bit nervous. Will they give me a hard time later?” 

Bruce chuckled and adjusted the collar of her shirt as he quietly encouraged her. “Don’t worry,” he said teasingly, “if anyone gives you a hard time, just summon the courage you had when you confronted me before.” 

He leaned closer and added, “You dared to challenge me, so why would you be afraid of them? Come on, show me a fierce look!” 

Joanna glared at him. “It’s already such a critical moment, and you still have the mood to joke?” she retorted, her frustration. evident. 

“Relax, Bruce said, his tone half–joking and half–serious. “No matter how formidable they are, can they be more formidable than me? Why would you be afraid of them if you dared to challenge even me?” 

He smiled mischievously and continued. “If anyone gives you a hard time, just hit back fiercely. If you can’t win in an argument–resort to physical confrontation. There will always be a way, alright?” 

Joanna was speechless at his suggestion. “Oh my, let’s stop with the jokes!” she exclaimed, exasperated. “What you’re suggesting is just tantrums and acting out. I’m not a shrew!” 

“It’s alright. I believe in you!” Bruce said, his voice reassuring. “You were fierce when you hit and bit me. If I did not even dare to fight back. Would they dare to fight you?” 

Joanna frowned, her face filled with exasperation. “Can’t you be serious? I’m talking to you seriously. Why do you have to babble?” she questioned helplessly. 

“Let’s go! Who would dare to give you a hard time with me around?” Bruce said, his voice full of confidence. “Even if they do, they’ll have to wait until I’m dead! Let’s see who dares to touch you as long as I’m alive!” Despite his joking tone, his words had an underlying aura of dominance. 

Chapter 482 

Inside the conference room, silence reigned. 

The people present resembled courtiers awaiting the arrival of a monarch, each wearing a solemn expression. 

Bruce entered, his face sharply defined like a deck of cards, emanating a cold and intimidating aura that made people 

retreat. 

“Good morning. Mr. Everett!” the shareholders greeted in unison. 

“Good day, everyone!” Bruce said in a commanding voice as he walked directly towards the president’s seat. 

Joanna followed suit, but her confidence seemed somewhat lacking. …Hello, everyone!” she greeted, her voice slightly 

uncertain. 

The others were taken aback, their gazes turning unfriendly as they stared at Joanna silently. 

The Everett Group employed only the most exceptional individuals. The directors and managers within the company were all competent and accomplished. 

However, they now found themselves confronted with an unexpected and challenging situation: they were required to answer to a notorious woman who was perceived as less qualified and experienced. Unquestionably, this sudden turn of events left every single one of them reluctant to embrace the new reality. 

Bruce took his seat in the president’s position, with Liam, the second–largest shareholder, sitting beside him. 

The seats in the boardroom were arranged in descending order, with the smallest shareholder sitting the furthest away from Bruce. 

“Move back, make room for Miss Haynes!” Bruce commanded in an authoritative voice, as he glanced at Liam and motioned for him to give up his seat for Joanna. 

Bruce had never had much fondness for his uncle.