PopularNovelHe was extremely arrogant, his confidence overflowing with an almost unbearable swagger. The expressions on the faces of the shareholders weren't looking good, but despite his audacity, there was nothing they could do. They had initially thought they could persuade him to resign, but it was clear that this approach was not going to work.
Now, who could possibly rein him in? Frederick was already paralyzed by a stroke, Yvonne did not involve herself in anything, and Barbara had grown senile.
At this point, no one could control Lucas.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMark was initially intimidated by the aura surrounding Lucas but quickly recovered, narrowing his eyes as he stared at him. "Lucas, you're really quite arrogant, aren't you? Do you honestly think there's nothing I can do about you?" Lucas raised a sharp brow slightly. "Oh? What exactly does Mr. Lewis plan to do?" Mark replied in a cold voice, "The Tudor Group needs a qualified and responsible person to lead it, and you are not that person." Lucas looked at him with a faint, mocking smile. "It seems Mr. Lewis already has a suitable candidate in mind. Who might that be?" Mark sneered. "You'll find out soon enough!" With that, he turned and walked away, followed by the other shareholders.
Desmond, standing nearby, took the opportunity to speak up, "Mr. Tudor, the PR department has prepared an emergency response plan regarding the online controversy. Would you like to take a look?" Lucas responded coolly, "No need." Desmond seemed to have anticipated his response and didn't bother to pick up the documents.
Instead, he continued, "Mr. Fletcher's side has sent a message. The people overseas have already detained the head of that jewelry company, so there shouldn't be any further escalation." Lucas, however, replied, "The person behind all this hasn't been found yet. Everything is still uncertain." He took out his phone and noticed a missed call from Aveline. His eyes darkened briefly before he dialed back.
"Hello?" After three rings, the call connected, and Aveline's soft, gentle voice cthrough.
Lucas spoke, "You don't need to worry about the online matters. They won't have any impact on me." Hearing this, Aveline finally felt relieved.
As long as everything is fine.
Even over the phone, Lucas could sense the shift in her emotions. A smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he asked in a low voice, "Worried about me?" Aveline replied, "I am worried about you. I'm worried you won't be able to show up on ttomorrow." The curve of Lucas' smile took on a hint of bitterness. "Don't worry, I promised you, and I'll keep my word." Outside, the sky had completely darkened it was just a month away from New Year. If they hadn't divorced, he and Aveline would have been married for two years by now.
He took out a cigarette, lit it, and held it between his lips, squinting slightly as the pale smoke spirated upward. The call didn't end immediately, but neither of them spoke.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter a long silence, Aveline's voice finally cthrough, "It's getting late; I should get ssleep." "Mm, good night," Lucas replied.
The call ended, and he stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, ve his figure looking incredibly lonely.
At Maple Garden, Aveline stood on
the balcony, wearing a knitted sweater, gazing at the cold stars hanging in the night sky, unable to describe the emotions in her heart. Her resolve seemed to be wavering even more.
"Ave." Selena approached, wrapping her arms around her. "It's so cold; don't stand here and catch a cold." Aveline smiled slightly. "I'm fine."
Selena urged, "Cback inside. I know you're worried about him, but he's so strong and stubborn; he definitely won't let anything happen to himself." X
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