The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet

Chapter 1859

To give Payton a fighting chance, he naturally played up Payton's strengths while subtly undermining Lysander's weaknesses.

His words successfully infuriated David, who was standing by. Stepping forward, his face flushed with anger, David retorted, "Trenton, just because Mr. Sinclair is temporarily in a wheelchair doesn't mean he's down for the count!"

"David!" Before David could continue his heated retort, he was cut off by Lysander's chiding voice.

Turning around, David saw Lysander's face, taut and stern, and knew Lysander had a plan. He nodded slightly and stepped aside. Lysander gazed deeply at Trenton, having heard the exchange between Wyatt and Trenton, as well as their respective champions. Despite the flurry of comments, Lysander remained silent, not for lack of something to say, but because he was sizing up the situation. It was clear now. Wyatt, for his own interests, wanted him back in control.

And Trenton, aiming to support Payton, wished for him to stay out of it, to remain an idle figure, allowing Payton to keep the CEO position. Lysander's piercing gaze fixed on Trenton.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Initially, Trenton could meet his gaze, but within seconds, he was subdued by Lysander's sharp look, his confidence faltering.

A conciliatory smile crept over his serious face as he said, "Lysander, after all, I'm practically your uncle. I'm only looking out for you. With your condition, it would be best to rest at home. Being CEO is demanding, and with your health not as it used to be, if anything were to happen to you, how could I face your late parents?"

Trenton's initial disdain for Lysander's disability was apparent, and now, despite his grandiose phrasing, his message was the same.

He suggested that Lysander stay out of Sinclair Group's business and enjoy a leisurely life at home.

Lysander's lips curled into a sneer, responding, "Trenton is truly devoted to his nephew, to the point of disregarding the interests of anyone

else in the company. Everyone e

works h

hard all year round, and yet

our accounts are bleeding out. If this continues, we'll all end up broke alongside Sinclair Group."

Lysander didn't directly counter Trenton's words but instead built on them.

His tone was neither loud nor soft, but his presence was intimidating, and his words resonated deeply.

All were businessmen, each looking out for their own interests.

Those shareholders who had been on Trenton's side exchanged looks, their attitudes wavering.

And Wyatt's supporters echoed in agreement.

"Exactly, we all work tirelessly, day in and day out, hoping to earn a decent dividend by year's end, to provide for our families, to ensure our children and grandchildren don't go wanting."

"Look, Lysander hasn't even officially returned to the company, but just by launching a simple jewelry project he's turned a profit. Payton, despite his diligence, lacks foresight. His investments have yet to yield any returns!"

"In summary, at this shareholder's meeting, we strongly propose that Lysander resume his position as CEO, allowing Payton to manage the overseas branch as he did before," Wyatt concluded.

"Bang!" The conference room door suddenly burst open!