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Sophie chatted cheerfully with the woman in the hospital room. The bodyguard at the door saw that and informed Hurley of the situation. At that moment, Hurley had just arrived at the company, and the atmosphere in the company had become very tense.
Benedict was leading a large group of people to cause trouble in an attempt to force Hurley out of his position as president and hand over his shares.
For the past few days, Hurley hadn't been in the company, had been conducting business on a superficial level, and had not been attending shareholder meetings.
If Hurley didn't show up soon, it might be better for him to just let go of his position and not come back at all.
Several of the shareholders, including Stella Walton, were now sitting in Hurley's spacious office. Benedict was sitting right in the president's seat, as if he had already taken the word "acting" out of it and had become the president himself.
"Can you all see it now? Can you have confidence that the company is in the hands of a person like this? Aren't you afraid that he is going to take all of the money and run away?"
"Now that he has given so many shares to an outsider, it has an impact on our interests. In the beginning, the money should have been ours. We would have been able to get more money, but now it's all in the hands of someone else!"
It may be that Hurley is using this method to transfer shares. He has given away all the shares, so that if anything happens to the company, he won't be held responsible for it!
Benedict's words caused a lot of anger among the other shareholders. Those who had been believers in Hurley were now on the fence. They could not go against Vice President Walton because they were small shareholders.
Some who supported Benedict shouted, "Exactly! Hurley has taken advantage of the fact that we don't usually get in his way to do what he wants to do. Does he really think he owns the company?"
"I support Benedict taking over as president and kicking Hurley out of the company!"
I also support you, Mr. Benedict Walton. We've followed you for all these years. It was Hurley who came in and turned his back on us and kicked out those of us who have worked hard for this company!" The speaker continued.
The speaker was someone who was a Walton employee, did no work, and did harm to the company. After Hurley had become more powerful, he kicked these troublemakers out of the company, including him. They had been accumulating grievances for a long time, hoping to return to the company one day.
Now that Benedict needs support, they were the first to stand up for him.
Even with just a fraction of a percent of the shares, they would be able to make a substantial amount of money every year. It is such a good opportunity. Even if they got nothing else, they would still come to cause trouble.
"Support Mr. Benedict Walton, support Mr. Benedict Walton!"
Immediately, the cheers for Benedict grew louder.
Satisfied, Benedict sat down on the president's chair.
The view from this spot was magnificent. He had a view of half of the capital of Tbilisi. If he could stay here forever, he would dream with his eyes open, for this was his life's dream.
Just then, there was a commotion at the door.
The office door opened and Hurley entered from outside.
When he walked in with his tall and upright stature, there was an immediate silencing of the lively atmosphere in the office.
Even those who had been encouraging everyone were afraid to say a word as soon as he walked in.
Some even felt guilty and did not dare meet Hurley's gaze.
He stood there, radiating an imperial aura, a noble quality that no one could match.
Hurley's gaze swept over the people present, and they immediately lowered their heads. Finally, his gaze fell on the position he had once occupied, and his dark eyes gave off a chill.
His thin lips moved, and his imposing demeanor was overwhelming.
"Uncle Benedict, do you find my chair very comfortable?"
Benedict was leading a large group of people to cause trouble in an attempt to force Hurley out of his position as president and hand over his shares.
For the past few days, Hurley hadn't been in the company, had been conducting business on a superficial level, and had not been attending shareholder meetings.
If Hurley didn't show up soon, it might be better for him to just let go of his position and not come back at all.
Several of the shareholders, including Stella Walton, were now sitting in Hurley's spacious office. Benedict was sitting right in the president's seat, as if he had already taken the word "acting" out of it and had become the president himself.
"Can you all see it now? Can you have confidence that the company is in the hands of a person like this? Aren't you afraid that he is going to take all of the money and run away?"
"Now that he has given so many shares to an outsider, it has an impact on our interests. In the beginning, the money should have been ours. We would have been able to get more money, but now it's all in the hands of someone else!"
It may be that Hurley is using this method to transfer shares. He has given away all the shares, so that if anything happens to the company, he won't be held responsible for it!
Benedict's words caused a lot of anger among the other shareholders. Those who had been believers in Hurley were now on the fence. They could not go against Vice President Walton because they were small shareholders.
Some who supported Benedict shouted, "Exactly! Hurley has taken advantage of the fact that we don't usually get in his way to do what he wants to do. Does he really think he owns the company?"
"I support Benedict taking over as president and kicking Hurley out of the company!"
I also support you, Mr. Benedict Walton. We've followed you for all these years. It was Hurley who came in and turned his back on us and kicked out those of us who have worked hard for this company!" The speaker continued.
The speaker was someone who was a Walton employee, did no work, and did harm to the company. After Hurley had become more powerful, he kicked these troublemakers out of the company, including him. They had been accumulating grievances for a long time, hoping to return to the company one day.
Now that Benedict needs support, they were the first to stand up for him.
Even with just a fraction of a percent of the shares, they would be able to make a substantial amount of money every year. It is such a good opportunity. Even if they got nothing else, they would still come to cause trouble.
"Support Mr. Benedict Walton, support Mr. Benedict Walton!"
Immediately, the cheers for Benedict grew louder.
Satisfied, Benedict sat down on the president's chair.
The view from this spot was magnificent. He had a view of half of the capital of Tbilisi. If he could stay here forever, he would dream with his eyes open, for this was his life's dream.
Just then, there was a commotion at the door.
The office door opened and Hurley entered from outside.
When he walked in with his tall and upright stature, there was an immediate silencing of the lively atmosphere in the office.
Even those who had been encouraging everyone were afraid to say a word as soon as he walked in.
Some even felt guilty and did not dare meet Hurley's gaze.
He stood there, radiating an imperial aura, a noble quality that no one could match.
Hurley's gaze swept over the people present, and they immediately lowered their heads. Finally, his gaze fell on the position he had once occupied, and his dark eyes gave off a chill.
His thin lips moved, and his imposing demeanor was overwhelming.
"Uncle Benedict, do you find my chair very comfortable?"
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