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Chapter 686
Logan remained unmoved, asserting, “I only know that Mr. Jenkins has the final say!”
The elders behind Peter from the Jenkins family were instantly angered, loudly accusing Elliot of being disrespectful.
Ignoring the commotion, Logan tapped the table with his fingers and stated, “If you can’t wait, you’re free to leave. If you want to hear Mr. Jenkins‘ explanation, then sit down quietly and wait!”
With that, he exited, summoning the soldiers from the seventh division to guard the entrance and prevent disruptive behavior.
Peter, observing the stern–looking soldiers, sneered.
“Fine, I’ll wait until this afternoon. Let’s see what tricks he has left up his sleeves!
”
Logan’s words implied that leaving the conference hall would be considered a withdrawal, and re–entry would not be permitted.
At midday, everyone had no choice but to eat plain takeouts Logan had arranged. to be delivered.
Romello’s subordinates were accustomed to military life, and they did not express any objections.
However, those with Peter were used to a life of luxury, and the simple takeouts were simply unbearable.
They were visibly irritated.
Hank Martin, one of the directors present, slammed his lunch on the ground, stood up, and complained, “What is Mr. Jenkins up to? Trying to fool us with this? He sets a bunch of rules, won’t let us leave, and now he’s still not showing up. Is he playing games with us?”
Logan pointed to the door,/saying, “There’s a five–star hotel next door. Mr. Martin, you can enjoy your lunch there and not return.”
Hank fumed, and even nearby directors followed suit, flipping their takeouts and creating a mess on the floor.
“Why bother eating? I want to see Mr. Jenkins! I demand a reasonable
explanation from him!”
The atmosphere became chaotic once again.
Just as Logan struggled to regain control, the large doors opened again, and a man’s cold and imposing voice echoed.
“Very well! Since Mr. Martin wants an explanation, I’ll give it to him!”
The noise in the conference hall abruptly stopped, and all eyes turned toward the
entrance.
“It’s Mr. Jenkins!”
“Mr. Jenkins is finally here!”
Elliot, still wearing sunglasses and a black hat, walked in, dressed in an elegant suit as he had been for the past few days.
The bandage on his head was cleverly concealed beneath the hat.
Howard and Lance followed closely behind him.
Lance positioned himself beside Logan while Howard found a corner to sit and
observe.
Elliot walked toward the front of the conference hall, looking straight ahead.
Everyone attempted to see through his sunglasses and catch a glimpse of his eyes.
Hank inquired, “Mr. Jenkins, aren’t you blind? Or are you playing tricks on us?”
Elliot did not respond to this question. Instead, he gestured subtly toward Logan
and Lance.
“Everyone wants an explanation, and over the past few days, I’ve prepared one for each of you.”
Logan promptly produced a stack of documents, distributing them with Lance to the respective individuals.
Everyone looked at each other, puzzled by Elliot’s actions. However, upon
reading the contents, their expressions changed immediately.
Hank, unable to contain his anger, stood up first and questioned, “Mr. Jenkins, you’re actually planning to remove me from the board? Is this the so–called explanation you’re giving me?”
Each person received a corresponding penalty notice. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
As the esteemed elders of the Jenkins family were retired at home, Elliot’s punishments targeted their descendants serving in the Jenkins Group.
On this side, Peter received the harshest penalty–reassignment from the Jenkins Group to a subsidiary in Monteal City, taking on a menial role.
Peter, furious, slammed the table and exclaimed, “Elliot, this is outrageous!
We’ve been waiting for today to transition the authority from your hands. What’s the meaning of these penalty notices? Your blindness has compromised your integrity! Why do you still hold onto these positions?”
Chaos erupted below, with Elliot maintaining a cold expression.
In front of everyone, he removed his sunglasses.