The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

With a loud bang that turned every head in the room, Payton stormed in flanked by two bodyguards, his presence commanding and fierce. It was clear the door had been kicked open by one of Payton's men.

Payton's gaze was sharp as a knife, slicing through the air to fix on Wyatt with a hostility that was palpable. Wyatt, despite his bravado, couldn't help but feel a twinge of fear under that menacing stare. He knew Payton had overheard his earlier comments. That hostile glare was an unmistakable threat.

Although Wyatt was a director in the finance department, his shares were minimal, and he was wary of the Sinclair family's influence. Payton's glare sent a chill down his spine, instilling a sense of fear.

However, Payton only allowed his gaze to linger on Wyatt for a few seconds before shifting his focus and walking directly towards Lysander. Lysander, maintaining an air of indifference, didn't even acknowledge Payton, his deep gaze fixed on the far end of the conference table.

Without a seat, Payton signaled to his bodyguard with a look. Understanding immediately, the guard fetched a chair and placed it beside Lysander. Payton sat down arrogantly, positioning himself at an equal level with Lysander, his fierce gaze sweeping over everyone at the table, silencing them. In a voice laced with suppressed anger, Payton spoke, "What were you all discussing before I arrived? As if anything you say matters without me here." His tone was clearly accusatory.

"Payton, we were just catching up," Trenton chimed in with a smile, attempting to defuse the situation. "The shareholders' meeting only holds weight with our rightful CEO presiding. It's your presence that gives it significance."Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Exactly," Payton concluded. "Whatever was said before I got here is irrelevant."

"Is that so? Perhaps it's your current words that are the least significant," Lysander countered coolly, his low, maic voice cutting through the tension.

Lysander's words emboldened

Wyatt, who suddenly stood up, his

voice firm, "After reviewing the company's profits and losses, we unanimously decided that Lysander should resume the position of CEO. You can continue to oversee the international branch, as before."

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Wyatt had made up his mind before the meeting, after a discussion with his wife, that Lysander must return as the CEO of the Sinclair group. Under Lysander's leadership, the dividends were enough for a lavish lifestyle, including luxury cars-and properties. But during Payton's three-year tenure, Wyatt had sold several properties to cover the company's losses. Continuing down this path, he as a shareholder, would face bankruptcy first.

The wellbeing of the shareholders was directly tied to the company's fortunes. For the sake of the company and his own interests, Wyatt believed reinstating Lysander was the right move.

Payton, visibly irate, snapped at Wyatt, "If you want to sell your shares, I won't stop you! You can settle your accounts and leave the company right now!" Payton was furious, blaming Wyatt for stirring up trouble within the company!

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He couldn't believe a minor shareholder dared to challenge his position and proposed to replace him with Lysander! Wyatt was stunned. Selling his shares at a loss was the last thing he wanted, especially when it meant potentially losing his primary source of income.

Exiting the investment was far more complicated than entering it. And his family's livelihood depended on the Sinclair group's dividends. Without them, they might as well be left out in the cold.

Wyatt's voice trembled slightly as he retorted, "Payton, you have no right to dictate whether I sell my shares or not!"

"So, you think you have the right to meddle with the CEO position?" Payton shot back.

"Enough!" Lysander finally spoke up, his voice cutting through the escalating argument.