
A week passed ....
Almost every day Amira tries to persuade her mother and tries to make her mother like Vincent. The good things Vincent did to him, he told his mother, hoping that her mother would accept him. But his mother remained firm in her stance.
Madam Merina sighed softly and walked away from the dining table when her daughter started trying to persuade her. "Mommy is full, go to the office first," said Mrs Merina to her daughter who was pouting at him before moving away from her seat.
Mrs Merina came out of the house escorted by her personal driver. His mind lately increasingly unsettled to see the condition of his daughter.
"Sir, we do not need to go to the office, deh" said Mrs Merina to the driver.
"So where are you going, ma'am?" ask the driver.
"My point is to the Royal Group Building only," ordered Mrs Merina who was immediately supported by the driver.
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Today at the Royal Group Building is being held an annual shareholder meeting, which provides a determination of position as CEO or President Director of the company. The atmosphere was quite tense when the voting for the CEO position was held with each vote from the shareholders of the company.
Each shareholder has the right to vote and choose who they will support and trust to run the company.
The final seconds when the decision was to be read made the cold sweat of anyone sitting in the room, but not for the two men sitting opposite each other there, Vincent and Adrian. They glanced at each other like two swords clashing together.
The Secretary of Commissioner reads the results of the current vote by a stammering vote. "Ber-based on the final decision of the meeting this time ... then the position for the President Director will be held by ...," he said stopped while wiping the sweat on his forehead, ". by Mr. Adrian Song," he continued to end his sentence.
Mrs Celine, as the commissioner was quite stunned to hear the decision, including Vincent who was silent looking at Adrian who smiled triumphantly at him. Though Vincent had planned carefully today, but why the plan could fail. He stared at every shareholder in the room sharply and coldly. No one dared to look him in the eyes at this moment, all lowered their faces.
Madam Celine took the paper in her secretary's hand and examined it once more. "The difference is only one sound," he muttered disappointedly.
Vincent closed his eyes tightly listening to his grandmother's murmur.
"Sir Zhang, are you unwilling to congratulate me?" adrian asked arrogantly to approach Vincent.
"It's time for you to rest. Doesn't this decision sound better to you?" adrian again. Vincent clenched his teeth and clenched his hands tightly.
"What other sneaky ways are you wearing this time?" hiss Vincent. Adrian did not reply and smiled dismissively. He was so satisfied to see the look on Vincent's face at this time.
Suddenly the door of the meeting room opened wide, a man stood before his door, "I give my voice to Vincent Zhang!" he shouted out loud.
Jason entered the room with a slightly battered face as well as gasping breaths. "I gave my voice to Vincent Zhang" he said again before collapsing.
"Jason!"
Vincent immediately approached Jason and swept him to his feet. He patted the man on the cheek, but Jason was unconscious.
Vincent asks his employees to immediately take Jason to the hospital. He knew Jason was held in his home this week by his own father. Jack Zhang did not want Jason to interfere in the meeting, so locked him in a house with strict guard.
"Then what about today's meeting? Is it necessary to be re-voted? Because the vote results are the same," asked one of the shareholders there. Instantly the room became low boisterous with various comments.
"No need!" a silver-eyed man shouted into the room. Everyone looks at him and wonders the identity of the man, except Lucas.
That man is Silver, Hades' subordinate. He walked into the room casually and gave the documents in his hands to Madam Celine.
"Sorry, who are you, sir?" ask Madam Celine kindly.
"I, as the beneficiary of Mr. Anderson Xiao, vote for Mr. Vincent. Mr. Anderson has also transferred his existing stake in the Royal Group of five percent to Mr. Vincent. I think the decision of the meeting could be changed immediately, Mrs Celine," Silver said casually.
Madam Celine smiled as she listened to the explanation of the young man in front of her, although she herself did not know who Mr. Anderson was.
"Alright, if calculated from this percentage, Vincent becomes the largest shareholder in the Royal Group and the number of votes cast also exceeds the percentage, then the position of President Director is still held by Vincent," lady Celine.
After listening to the decision, Adrian snorted violently and left the meeting room with an annoyed face.
Vincent stood looking at the silver-eyed man in front of him at this moment. His gaze was so flat. Vincent could feel the cold aura of the man, but he did not feel afraid to face him, instead he felt interested in making it as the right hand in his company.
"May I know who Mr. Anderson Xiao is? Why would he help me?" ask Vincent curious.
Silver did not answer the question. He just pulled the tip of his lips a little. "The message that Mr. Anderson wants to convey has been conveyed. Excuse me first" he said and walked out of the meeting room.
"Wait!" call Vincent to make Silver turn around and stop his steps.
"What's your name?" ask Vincent.
"I don't have a name, but they call me Silver" Silver replied flatly, then turned around to leave the place.
"A strange and unique name" muttered Vincent frowning.
Vincent returns to his study and tries to find out Anderson Xiao's name in the employers' profile, but he does not find it.
"What a strange thing," he murmured while massaging his temple.
Vincent's phone rang, he immediately picked it up when he saw the name on his phone screen.
"Hello," replied Vincent quickly.
The caller smiled his smile and laughed. "I didn't think you'd pick up my phone so quickly. Do you miss me?" ledek.
"Not to make any pleasantries. Hurry up and tell me, did you get the information, Leon?"
Leon snorted softly at Vincent's cold voice, "Is that how you ask someone for help?" satirical Leon again.
"So how does it want to be?" reply Vincent indifferently.
"Call me Brother" Leon told Vincent.
Vincent listened silently to Leon. He had not called her that name for a long time since they had been at odds. Even now they have made up, but Vincent feels uncomfortable calling him that.
"If you don't want to be okay, I won't give you the results of Elaine's DNA report" Leon subtly threatened.
'Fuck basic!' inner Vincent growled listening to Leon's threat to him.
Vincent grunted rudely. "Can you tell me now, brother?" asked Vincent with an annoyed face.
Leon laughed lightly listening to Vincent's question. "Well, I'll send the results to your email. You can see it for yourself. Okay, bye."
"Basic! He called me just to make fun of me!" grumbled Vincent annoyed to have played Leon.
Not long after, one message came into Vincent's email. He immediately opened it and smiled reading the report from Leon.
Vincent breathed a sigh of relief. 'It turns out that he is reliable as well, albeit a little upset, ' Vincent's mind praised Leon for helping him this time.
The DNA report showed that Elaine was not his biological daughter. Vincent has left some strands of his hair to Leon to identify his DNA with Elaine. Somehow Leon was able to get a sample of Elaine's, but this time he was really grateful to his best friend. Given the evidence of the report, Eva would not be able to force her to acknowledge Elaine as her daughter.
The phone on Vincent's desk rang, and he answered immediately. His company's receptionist reported that there were guests who wanted to meet him, but the guest had no prior appointments.
"Who?" ask Vincent flat.
"She said she was Miss Amira Lin's mother" the receptionist replied in a professional manner.
Vincent was surprised, he did not expect his future mother-in-law to come to see him immediately. Vincent immediately asked the employee to take Mrs Merina to his room and he hung up.
Vincent immediately tidied up his appearance. He's a little nervous. It was the first time he had met his girlfriend's mother.
To be continue ....