A Miracle Fault

Chapter 45 This Is Just the Beginning

The audience was silent and held their breath while waiting for Edison to say the name.

Frank seemed to have known the result a long time ago. He pulled his shirt indifferently and leaned forward slightly, ready to take the stage to accept congratulations.

Edison's gaze slowly moved to Frank and then away from him.

At this time, the door of the meeting room slowly opened. Paul pushed a wheelchair and was followed by Edison's assistant, Chand.

Edison's eyes lit up, and his eyes looked at the man in the wheelchair. He was dressed in a dark suit with a face so handsome that he looked as if he walked out of a painting. He seemed to have descended from heaven, and he exuded an aura of wisdom and prescience all over.

His wheelchair rolled over the golden light and fragmented shadows on the ground, slowly appearing in everyone's sight. His black eyes sharply glanced past all the shareholders.

His gaze stopped on Frank's body. His thin lips curled up slightly, and he smiled. He then looked away and accurately stopped next to the grey-haired old man.

"Grandpa, I'm back to the Byrne Group."

Edison felt as if he saw his grandson at a young age. The young man in his memory never frowned, even though he suffered endless physical and mental torture. It was as if his sadness was eliminated.

He felt that he owed Stefan more than Keegan. Today he finally came back. He looked at the boy in the wheelchair who he loved with all his heart with excitement. He had finally grown up!

Looking at each other, Edison suddenly stood up and picked up the microphone on the stand to announce: "The new leader of the group is — Stefan!"

The entire conference room became peculiarly silent. Everyone looked at Stefan at the same time and then turned to look at Frank.

Frank started to panic the moment Stefan arrived in his wheelchair, but he firmly believed that regardless of how much the old man loved that cripple, he would never let him become the President.

Because a large group could not be handed over to a person in a wheelchair.

But he heard Stefan's name!

He thought he had heard it wrong. When everyone looked at him, he realized that the person who Mr. Byrne announced was definitely Stefan.

He staggered to his feet and looked at Edison with panic. "Grandpa, what did you say? Did you say the wrong name?"

He stood up and squeezed his fists slightly. He did not believe it. He had worked so hard in the past nine years to build up his forces. There was no way that everything was over today!

Callum looked at how Frank was about to lose control and immediately walked over. "Dad, didn't you say that the new President of the group is Frank? Why did you announce it to be Stefan today? This is not the time for jokes. Stefan has stayed on the island for so many years and has never been capable of managing a corporation. This won't be convincing."

Edison's cold eyes glanced at Callum. He knew that his son and daughter-in-law had always favoured Frank. Ever since Stefan moved to Soul Island, they never visited him. "Who told you that I said that Frank is the only candidate for the position of President? Previously, Stefan didn't want to come back to the Byrne Group. But now he's back, I think he is more suitable to be the President of the Byrne Group than Frank."

"It's..." Callum looked at Edison and dared not say anything after all.

The people below looked down and whispered. They all watched as the two brothers vied with each other for the position of President and waited to see who would win.

Edison's dignified eyes swept over every shareholder again. "I've decided on the next President for a long time. Now, Stefan will be the President of the Byrne Group, Frank will be the Vice President, and Callum will be the General Manager. Others' positions will remain the same for the time being." He looked at the man in the wheelchair. "Stefan, come to grandpa."

Stefan rolled his wheelchair and stopped in front of Edison. He looked up at Edison. "Grandpa, thank you. I won't let you down. Please rest assured, I'll carry forward the legacy of the Byrne Group and lead it to prosper!" NôvelDrama.Org © 2024.

Edison nodded. "Grandpa believes in you. Work hard."

Edison left the meeting room under the escort of bodyguards.

Frank stood there, about to lose control. Suddenly, he wanted to explode into a rage. Ciara walked over and held his hand. "Frank, calm down. Don't make your grandpa upset at this time."

Frank's handsome face was instantly contorted as he became filled with abhorrence. He came back deliberately to vie for the position of President. Last time, he wanted to vie for his woman.

Knowing that he became married to a fake, he returned to vie for the position of President out of anger.

'Stefan, I won't let you succeed!'

As soon as Edison left, the shareholders below began to discuss amongst themselves. "Is Master Stefan capable? He has been recuperating for so many years. The Byrne Group isn't a place where anyone can be the President."

"Yeah, what about Master Frank? I always thought Master Frank would be the new President. I didn't expect it to be Master Stefan."

"Don't look down on Master Stefan. The new President appointed by the old man should be very powerful."

Stefan sat in the wheelchair and pressed his thin lips together tightly. He looked coldly at the familiar yet strange faces.

He said in a deep voice, "From now on, under the leadership of me, Stefan, the Byrne Group will definitely become a world leader. I swear that if the Byrne Group does not become a top international business empire within a year, I'll resign from the position of President!"

His domineering and resolute words echoed in everyone's mind. While all the shareholders were stunned for a few seconds, there was thunderous applause! Stefan turned around and rolled the wheelchair to Frank's side. He suddenly smiled and spoke such that only the two of them could hear.

"Frank, I told you that I'll drag you down and make you experience the pain I endured. This is just the beginning." His cold eyes suddenly turned ruthless as he pressed Frank's shoulder with one hand.

Frank's eyes constricted. "You think you'll be able to gain a firm footing?"

"This question will have to wait until I am in the position!" He rolled the wheelchair and went directly to the President's seat.

Ciara stood up and walked over. "Stefan, you haven't been at the company for so many years, and you don't know the difficulty of managing a company. Your legs aren't well. Take a good rest and give Frank the position of President."

Stefan turned his head slowly and looked directly at his biological mother quietly. He knew from birth that his mother did not like him. At that time, he was five, and Frank was seven.

Ciara returned from the UK and brought back a limited-edition car model for Frank. He reached for it, and his hand was swept aside by his mother. "Don't touch it. This is Frank's favourite car model. He'll be sad again if it breaks."

He watched Ciara put the car model in a place out of his reach and immediately felt disappointed.

From then on, he never asked his mother for anything. He closed himself up until his eldest brother passed away, and he was sad and anguished.

The night before Keegan left, he called him to his side. "Stefan, you've grown up. I may not be able to take care of you anymore. You have to learn how to stay strong. Also, Frank has a very strong personality and is particularly possessive. Don't compete with him in the future."