The Imposter Bride (Natalia and Magnus)

Chapter 316

When Magnus finished speaking, he arrogantly surveyed the room. No matter the occasion, he was

always the reigning king, powerful and in control.

Lucius had initially stirred up the shareholders to withdraw their shares. Now, seeing Magnus return to

his usual health, showing no signs of fatigue, they were confident that the rumors of Magnus being

poisoned were a fabrication by Lucius. With this in mind, how could they possibly abandon Andersen

Corporation, their golden goose? They all voiced their support.

“Mr. Andersen, with you at the helm, what have we to fear? We choose to stay, to rise or fall with the

company!”

“That's right, Mr. Andersen, no matter what difficulties the company faces, we will stand by you, as we

always have.”

“Yes, we believe the company will soon turn around under your leadership. We have absolute

confidence in you.”

The shareholders made their stance clear. Only a fool would pull out when Magnus was stepping up.

Even a failing company could be turned around with Magnus at the helm.

Magnus watched the proceedings with a cold eye. The business world was a battlefield, where

sentiments and obligations were worthless.

If you were capable, you were a predator as strong as a tiger. If you were not, you were just a prey!

This was why Lucius was ousted despite seizing the position of CEO.

Magnus briefly calmed the shareholders and quickly formulated a plan to handle the crisis, launching

an aggressive PR campaign.

The king had returned!

Would he bleed Melfort dry? Everyone was watching Magnus.

Under Magnus' series of measures, Andersen Corporation's stock price skyrocketed within two days

and had even surpassed its previous peak. Magnus had been expecting this. He possessed

extraordinary business acumen and determination, and no crisis was a problem for him.

What was troubling him now was Natalia's disappearance once again. It had been five days. James

and Dr. Frankie had turned Melfort upside down and checked all flight routes, but they hadn't been able

to find Natalia.

She seemed to have vanished into thin air, moving further away from Magnus' world.

Magnus' heart was heavy again. He sat desolately in his spacious office, leaning back in his leather

chair, deep in thought. He summoned James, "Since we can't find Natalia, I think it's time we settle the

score. Let's deal with Simmons Group in the next few days."

"Yes, we can't let that cunning woman off the hook, Mr. Magnus. If not for your sharp eyes, spotting her

suspicious behavior in the surveillance footage, we wouldn't have guessed that Belle was Isabella after

plastic surgery," James said wistfully.

Ever since stabilizing the company's stock price, Magnus had been repeatedly watching the video

footage from his hospital room. He couldn't understand when he had offended Belle. Even if it was out

of love turned to hate, she wouldn't go to such extreme lengths!

After replaying the video a dozen times, Magnus noticed that when Belle approached him, her figure

was strikingly similar to Isabella's from years ago. He had always thought Belle was just an employee

and had never paid much attention to her. Now, on closer inspection, he saw the resemblance.

Isabella had disappeared without a trace years ago. Magnus immediately ordered James to

investigate, and soon, the truth was out - Belle was indeed Isabella from years ago. The once sweet

young girl Magnus cared about had turned so ruthless. He never saw it coming.

As for those who dared to challenge him, Magnus' style was always to retaliate twofold.

“Isabella, don't think you're safe just because you changed your face. It's time you paid the price!”

Following Magnus' orders, James not only suppressed the Simmons Group but also cunningly cut off

their funding. Overnight, Simmons Group went from being a leading enterprise in Melfort to a company

on the verge of bankruptcy.

Michael, the head of Simmons Group, couldn't fathom why Magnus' first act after his return was to

target his company. He desperately sought an audience with Magnus.

“Mr. Andersen, the Simmons Group has never wronged you, and we haven't done anything detrimental

to Andersen Corporation during your absence. Why are you so determined to destroy us? I beg you,

please spare us.”

Magnus remained unmoved by Michael's pleas. He handed Michael a stack of photos. "See for

yourself. This is why."

Confused, Michael picked up the photos. They showed a young woman he didn't recognize. “Mr.

Andersen, who is this?”

“Keep flipping.” Magnus didn't even raise his eyes, indicating for Michael to continue.

As Michael flipped through the stack, he was shocked to find the post-surgery photos of his daughter,

Isabella. “Mr. Andersen, this...”

"The child you raised, she's a real piece of work, isn't she? She disappeared for five years, only to

resurface after extensive plastic surgery to poison me, leading to the downfall of my family! And you

think I'm just going to let her walk away, and let the Simmons Corporation off the hook?" Magnus coldly

announced the death sentence of the Simmons Corporation.

"I know that none of this is on you, but she's hiding out somewhere. Where else am I supposed to vent

my anger? Sorry, but you happen to be her father, and the only way to make her come out of hiding is

to bankrupt the Simmons Corporation!"

Michael's face turned a pasty white, and he fell to his knees. "Mr. Andersen, please, give us a chance.

Show some mercy. I've long since cut ties with that ungrateful daughter of mine. I had no idea she was

capable of such a thing."

Magnus didn't spare Michael a glance. He picked up his phone and dialed the front desk. "Send

security up here, please escort Mr. Simmons out." This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Michael became desperate, he crawled forward, pleading repeatedly, "Mr. Andersen, please, spare the

Simmons Corporation just this once! It's all that ungrateful girl's fault. If I see her, I promise, I'll bring her

to you and make her apologize!"

Magnus gave Michael a cold look. "Mr. Simmons, that's your business. For the sake of peace, it would

be best if you didn't cause a scene in my office."

"Mr. Andersen, please, have mercy!" Michael's face was streaked with tears. His life's work was about

to crumble to dust. His heart ached with every beat.