A tall, straight-backed man walked in, surrounded by a group of bodyguards in black.
His deep eyes swept across the room, carrying an intimidating presence that commanded respect without anger.
The conference room instantly fell silent.
Everyone was stunned by this sudden powerful aura.
The mockery on Carl's face froze, his mouth slightly open, unable to close for a long time.
Cara retreated a step in fear, her face paler than paper.
It really was Jeremy Francis.
This man who only appeared on the covers of finance magazines had actually come.
His gaze circled the conference room before finally landing on me.
When our eyes met, his were bottomless, making me feel flustered and look away.
He said nothing, only strode toward me with long steps.
His chief lawyer followed and handed a document to me. "Ms. Fuller, this is the prenuptial agreement and equity holding agreement drafted for you and Mr. Francis. Please review it."
I looked down. The terms were straightforward.
First, during the marriage, both parties' assets remained separate and independent.
Second, Jeremy Francis would personally acquire all shares of Cloudius Capital except mine and fully entrust all his shares to me for management.
Third, after three years, the marriage would automatically dissolve.
In simple terms, he would provide the money and effort to help me regain the company and get revenge.
And he wanted nothing in return.
Just to repay a favor to my father.
I picked up the pen without any hesitation and signed my name. "Done."
Jeremy nodded slightly, then turned to face the crowd that had gone dumbstruck.
His voice was not loud, yet it carried undeniable authority. "Now, I announce that effective immediately, Carl Wade is removed from all positions in the company, and we reserve the right to pursue legal action for embezzlement and disclosure of trade secrets."
Carl trembled violently, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over him. "No... impossible! Mr. Francis, there must be some misunderstanding! I..."
The lawyer stepped forward and slammed a thick stack of documents in front of Carl.
"Mr. Wade, these are records of funds you transferred from company accounts to Miss Payne's personal account starting three years ago, totaling thirty-seven million. Additionally, this is evidence of the email you sent last month leaking the company's latest financing plan to Harson Group. Do you have anything to say?"
Carl stared at the evidence, his face ashen, unable to utter a word.
Cara's legs went weak from fear, barely able to stand.
The other shareholders present also fell deathly silent.
They looked at me, then at Jeremy, their regrets turning their insides green.
James, who had just moments ago firmly supported Carl, now sweated profusely and stood up shakily. "Mr... Mr. Francis, we... we were deceived by Carl! We're willing to sell our shares to you! Please give us another chance!"
Jeremy didn't even glance at him. "My lawyer will discuss it with you."
Then he removed his suit jacket and draped it over my somewhat cold shoulders.
In the shocked gazes of everyone, he leaned down slightly and whispered in my ear. "Let's go, Mrs. Francis. I'm taking you somewhere."
