Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 186 - 122 The Storm Before It Comes

Generally speaking, it takes some time for the board to pass a resolution, so the staff in the meeting room have prepared coffee, and the entire air is filled with the fragrance of coffee. However, the intense aura from Atlas Hallow quickly dispels the rich aroma of coffee, leaving only the distinctive scent of musk from Atlas Hallow’s presence in the meeting room.

Sitting down and glancing at his watch, his thin lips lightly parted as he slowly raised his voice with a slight touch of authority in the meeting room...

"I have ten more minutes, so whatever needs to be said, keep it simple." In matters like this, Atlas Hallow really has no patience; his time is incredibly valuable and he doesn’t want to waste it on these trivial matters.

Thinking of kicking Charlotte Miller out of Hallow Clan seems somewhat amusing. Dismiss a pretty wife who could work for him and earn money from his side? Atlas Hallow finds it funny just thinking about it, and he wonders what these people are thinking.

As soon as these words were said, everyone froze.

Only ten minutes; how will the meeting proceed?

"Atlas, what do you mean? Don’t mind me saying a few words even if I’m being pretentious due to my old age..." An elder in the front stood up, his expression no longer looking well.

"If you know you’re being pretentious, then there’s no need to speak." Atlas Hallow didn’t even raise an eyelid, took a sip of coffee, and then slammed the coffee cup heavily onto the table. The sound was extremely jarring, like pounding on everyone’s heart.

The elder’s face turned unpleasant at Atlas Hallow’s words, leaving him unable to decide whether to stand or sit.

In terms of relation, he belonged to a side branch of the Hallow Family; his father was a cousin of Atlas Hallow’s grandfather, thus there was a familial connection, both with the surname Hallow. In terms of generation, Atlas should call him uncle, yet Atlas seemed to disregard all this, directly leaving him put in an awkward position.

"I know what you’re here for today, to kick Charlotte Miller out of Hallow Clan, not letting her participate in the project, is that right?" Atlas Hallow lifted his gaze and slowly scanned the people sitting in the meeting room, finally landing his gaze on Ava Walker.

The chilling gaze was like a sharp blade slicing across Ava Walker, seemingly intending to slowly cut her open, sending shivers down one’s spine.

"Atlas, we also don’t want your future affairs to be difficult, after all, she’s just a little girl..."

"Actually, there’s no need for her to leave Hallow Clan. Since you like keeping her as your secretary, we can accept that, but for such a major project, having a woman oversee it is inherently inappropriate..."

"Everyone is really here for the company’s best interest, this matter still needs proper discussion..."

A few board members holding more shares started speaking awkwardly. Once someone began to express their opinions, the rest followed suit, becoming increasingly intense.

"You all can have opinions on this issue, I don’t object. Since you all can decide these matters, then also select a new executive CEO for Hallow Clan." Atlas Hallow nonchalantly shrugged, coldly leaving a sentence that stirred up a storm like a stone dropped into the water, causing an uproar among the crowd.

"What a joke, what a joke, Atlas, how can you be so irresponsible?"

"If there’s something to discuss, then discuss it properly..."

"Nothing to discuss; if you have objections, choose someone else for this position. If I’m in this position, then don’t have any objections." This was the simplest choice, and Atlas Hallow gave the answer without any explanation.

From the boiling emotions to the final chilling calm, it only took a few sentences.

"President Hallow..." Ava Walker stood up wanting to speak but was coldly interrupted by Atlas Hallow.

"From now on, you must be responsible for every word you say. Think carefully before speaking." This woman truly didn’t realize the situation; did she think that marrying into the Hallow Family would prevent him from taking action?

Once he finds Ella Johnson, he plans to deal with this mother and daughter together; although the time is not yet right, he also doesn’t intend to be courteous to Ava Walker.

"For what reasons can she lead this project and receive such high management fees? I just want to ask President Hallow, you surely must explain this to everyone, under what reasoning?" Ava Walker now didn’t dare to shout for Charlotte Miller to be kicked out, not expecting Atlas Hallow to be so ruthless as to make such a decision.

But she just wanted everyone to dislike Charlotte Miller more, although suppressed by Atlas Hallow, these emotions would accumulate upon Charlotte Miller.

"Why do you deserve to sit here, just because you’re Amir’s wife? Charlotte Miller deserves to lead this project not because she’s my wife but because she has ample qualifications and background, and she’s a hundred times smarter than you, understood?" After Atlas Hallow finished speaking, he stood up and strode out of the meeting room, having no way to help Ava Walker save face as she sought to humiliate herself.

This felt like a farce, and Atlas Hallow didn’t want to stay any longer.

Charlotte Miller was unaware of the happenings in the meeting room; her office had changed appearance since her return from vacation.

The entire cabinet was filled with documents related to the project. During vacation, she mentioned Atlas Hallow held back, not entrusting her with all the data. Upon seeing such a wealth of documents in her office, she didn’t know whether she had misunderstood Atlas Hallow and he had always intended to hand everything over to her, or whether Atlas Hallow felt slightly guilty leading to the documents being moved in.

This question remained unknown since she wouldn’t waste time asking Atlas Hallow about such matters.

Now Atlas Hallow had presented the entire framework of the project before her eyes, showcasing a grand future yet exposing many vulnerabilities, with all time points set for two to three years later, the period requiring maximum investment, deploying funds at an unpredictable scale, an astronomical figure. As long as the financial link faltered even slightly at that time, it would indeed be catastrophic.

She was already imagining the products to be launched two years later, contemplating how to pull everything together smoothly? If the profit from the first phase was as she anticipated, then the second phase shouldn’t be too challenging.

She hoped for a booming preorder two years later, hoped the financial storm she envisioned wouldn’t affect the entire city’s new energy sales. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"What are you thinking?" Atlas Hallow opened the door, seeing Charlotte Miller staring at the entire wall of documents, dazed. When the light hit her, she was like a translucent crystal figurine, making it hard to look away.

"Thinking about two years later." She enjoyed discussing work with Atlas Hallow, only at these times did she truly feel the two of them were completely equal.

"I, on the other hand, am thinking about two years ago, when you had just entered this field and vowed to become the best in investment banking." As Atlas Hallow approached, he took a deep breath of the rose scent on her, the smoky atmosphere of the room instantly swept away by this clear fragrance.

"Do you think it’s impossible?" Charlotte Miller turned to meet Atlas Hallow’s gaze but couldn’t see inside him.

His eyes were like ink, dense black comparable to a starless night.

"How could it be?" Atlas Hallow patted her on the shoulder, his thin lips slightly parted: "What I need now is your product recruitment presentation on my desk by noon tomorrow. Tonight, Secretary Miller is likely to work late."

"Hmm, might need a few extra cups of coffee tonight." Charlotte Miller nodded, her mind racing, thinking of getting Ethan over because a few details still needed to be discussed with him.

"Secretary Miller, do your job well, I won’t disturb you." Atlas Hallow smiled, giving Charlotte Miller a playful pat on the rear before smiling and leaving her office.

Just as he was closing the door to Charlotte Miller’s office, he saw Daniel Parker hurrying over, his steps even a bit chaotic.

"There’s a problem; Rowan Diaz just fainted in the office, sent to the hospital for a brain hemorrhage, might not regain consciousness..." The issue happened right in the company, moreover, just days after Rowan Diaz’s proposal was rejected by Atlas Hallow, so it was troublesome.

"Is he dead?" Atlas Hallow asked flatly.

"No, but his cerebral vessels ruptured, even if he survives, he’ll be a vegetable." Daniel Parker wasn’t worried about this but about what people would think about the matter, whether it was caused by excessive workload or Atlas Hallow’s rejection of Rowan Diaz’s proposal. Regardless of the cause, the impact on Hallow Clan’s image wasn’t insignificant.

"Visit the hospital and discuss compensation." In such matters, Atlas Hallow was never stingy. After all, Hallow Clan was such a large enterprise, and Rowan Diaz served as a senior project manager, contributing to Hallow Clan, so compensation was appropriate.

"Alright, I’ll head over right away." Daniel Parker thought about it, realizing money was indeed the most useful now, given if Rowan Diaz didn’t regain consciousness, his family would cause trouble, affecting Hallow Clan’s image.

Atlas Hallow sat in his office, watching as the sky outside gradually darkened, as if a storm was about to hit...