The Enticing CEO’s Chosen Bride
Chapter 1623

Chapter 1623

Chapter 1623

Having said his piece, he headed towards Yasmine under the scrutinizing gaze of everyone present. "Shall we?"

Yasmine nodded. "Of course."

As he started to wheel Yasmine away, the booming voice of Presley echoed throughout the room. "Hold it right there!"

Yasmine's hands rested on the armrests of her wheelchair, her gaze fixated on the elaborate design of the plush carpet beneath them. Her eyes held a hint of sardonic amusement.b2 Despite his ostensible indifference, Royce halted in his tracks. Years of care and familial ties prevented him from completely disregarding the old man's command.

Presley's expression softened slightly. He supported himself with his cane and slowly stood up, walking over to him. He scrutinized him carefully for a while before returning to his stern expression. "What did you mean by what you said earlier?" he demanded.

"I believe Robin heard me clearly; Royce responded impassively.

"You plan on severing ties with the Harper family, just like your son did?!"

"No.

"Then what was the meaning of your words?!"

"I thought you'd be used to it by now."

Facing the old man’s hostility, Royce finally furrowed his brows. “For the sake of everyone, you needn't tire yourself over me, and I don't have to pretend to be the obedient son in your presence. It's always been this way. If it weren't for Damon finding his beloved wife, we wouldn't have come back in the first place. Since you can't seem to tolerate Damon and Chloe, I don't see the need to return to the Harper family anytime soon"

Presley was visibly quivering with rage. "You're willing to give up on the company and surrender your shares?!"

Royce's brow furrowed. "Didn't you make the decision already?"

“You..."

“Damon doesn't want them, and Nathan doesn't care. I have no use for the shares either. If my younger brother wants them, then he should have them.

He's my own flesh and blood, and I'll do my best to support him. Fortunately, he values what I don't. I can easily fulfill his wishes without feeling any loss. I hope he can lead the Harper family to new heights.” With these final words, Royce wheeled Yasmine towards the door.

"Stop right there!!” Presley stood still for a moment before turning around to shout at Royce's departing figure. Royce didn’t seem to hear him.

"Stop!"

Presley's roar echoed throughout the conference room, causing everyone present to shudder. However, Royce didn't pause for even a second. He disappeared from sight, leaving behind a stunned silence.

As the automatic doors of the conference room closed, an awkward silence descended upon the room. Presley stood where he was, his rage still palpable. No one dared to provoke him. While

Robin remained standing in place, his hand still resting on the table, he began to tighten his grip and his expression grew progressively gloomy.

Although Royce didn't explicitly say anything, Robin could tell from his words that he had suspicions. Perhaps the only reason he survived was that he had foreknowledge and didn't board the plane.

What concerned him more was that he finally got the shares. Royce's appearance didn't reclaim the shares; instead, he effortlessly gave them to him. But he still felt a sense of injustice and humiliation. Because Royce had turned all of his past struggles and sacrifices into a meaningless joke.

Decades of effort, all dismissed with a single casual comment. He wanted it, so Royce gave it to him. Now he had everything, but it was all due to his generosity.

A handout...

Robin's hands clenched into fists. After all his efforts, everything he had was due to Royce's concession and generosity. How ironic.

The meeting ended under some unknown circumstance. The shareholders, like escapees, didn't dare to make a sound and hurriedly left the conference room.

The journalists waiting outside, however, had already begun buzzing with excitement. Royce's appearance was undoubtedly thrilling. Today's shareholders' meeting was, in part, to distribute his shares. Now, a man everyone thought was dead appeared unharmed before them. How could they not be excited?

As Royce wheeled Yasmine out, the journalists rushed forward, all eager for a scoop.

"Mr. Harper, how did you survive the plane crash? What was the situation like?"

“Reports suggested that the plane exploded mid-flight, a situation where survival would be impossible. What really happened?"

"Regarding this shareholders’ meeting, how do you feel about Presley's decision regarding your shares?"

“How is your wife doing now?"

"Mr. Harper..."

Royce's expression was cold. "From now on, I have nothing to do with the Harper Group."

Perhaps in an attempt to prove something, the usually reticent Royce responded to the barrage of questions with a single sentence. But it was still as icy as ever.

Among the many questions, he only gave one response, yet that one response sent a thrill through everyone present.

“Another person has severed ties with the Harper family!!"

"It seems the shares couldn't be saved: “What is that old man thinking? One after another, they're all driven away. It's hard to understand what he's trying to do."

“Who knows? He's probably just used to dominating others. From the start, he couldn't accept Elizabeth. Royce even resigned early because of this.

Presley really is dissatisfied with Mrs. Harper.’ Now, with his own grandson and the granddaughter- in-law he found, it's clear that neither of them met his approval. Isn't this a problem that's been brewing for a while?"

“Presley clearly puts too much stock in the Harper family. He's hell-bent on having his son and grandson pour all their energy into the Harpers. But both father and son are on the same path, abandoning their careers for women, which is in stark contrast to old man's thinking. When values don't align, being together is just mutually irksome, right?"

“Heh, it's pretty laughable when you think about it. Ms. Summers’ net worth these days, I reckon there aren't many in all over the whole world, who can hold a candle to her, right? Isn't she so much better than Ms. Wendy, who he was so desperately smitten with back then?"

"Well, who knows about that, probably just because they've burned bridges in the past, it's impossible to mend fences now, right?"

“So the ultimate winner of this shareholders’ meeting is still the incumbent Chairman, huh?"

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