Chapter 109
Chapter 109
The crowd was buzzing with anticipation.
When the glass doors of the panoramic elevator slid open, Summit Corp’s Project Manager, Larkin, stepped out first, flanked by two of the company’s senior executives.
But where was the CEO of Summit Corp?
“Mr. Larkin.” Bainbridge had no shame in rushing forward, enthusiastically shaking. Larkin’s hand.
He had long since forgiven Larkin for that one night of heavy drinking. In the business. world, there were no eternal enemies. All he hoped for was that Summit Corp’s 20% stake would breathe new life into the Chadwick Group.
“Mr. Bainbridge,” Larkin greeted with a grin that belied his shrewdness.
“Speaking of which, where’s your boss?” Bainbridge voiced the question on everyone’s mind. “I sent the invitation, and his assistant assured me he’d be here, but there’s no sign of him yet.” Larkin said with his signature smile, “My boss‘ itinerary isn’t something I can disclose.”
“So, he’s not coming?” Farrah asked, unable to hide her anxiety.
“I’m not sure, but Warren, don’t let the absence of our CEO stall your festivities. Let’s stick to the schedule, Larkin’s answer was intentionally vague.
Disappointed, Bainbridge ushered Larkin into the grand hall. With the founder of Summit Corp absent, Larkin was the face of the corporation. They had to keep up appearances.
No sooner had Larkin entered the hall than he was surrounded by a crowd eager to learn about Summit Corp’s next big move in Bayridge City.
Who wouldn’t want a piece of Summit Corp? Their investments over the past five years. had been nothing short of golden. In the cutthroat arena of business, they were unstoppable.
But taking on the might of Bayridge City’s four prestigious families was a different game altogether. These families had been built over decades, even centuries, with connections. that ran deep. Often, influence was more valuable than wealth.
Yet, who would dare to cross a rising behemoth with a bright future?
Especially the Chadwick family.
Lacking the Midas touch in business, Bainbridge was leading the family down a foreseeable decline. Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
“Can you believe the founder of Summit Corp stood us up? Is he some sick old man on his last legs?” Bainbridge complained to Jarvis in a hushed tone. “After all the trouble!
went through to make this event special
“Keep it together. Remember what I’ve taught you. Never let your emotions show, Jarvis warned.
At eight o’clock sharp, the grand doors of the banquet hall closed gently.
Leaning on his ornate cane, Warren made his way to the stage with Farrah’s assistance.
“Ladies and gentlemen, good evening. Thank you all for taking time out of your busy schedules to join my birthday celebration; he spoke into the microphone, his voice clear enough for the thousands in attendance.
Today’s not about this old man who’s one step into the grave,” he said, his thin hand grasping Bainbridge’s shoulder. “Instead, I’d like to take this opportunity to announce two things. First, the engagement of my grandson, Bainbridge, to the lovely Ms. Vivien Sawyer from the Sawyer family. Their union will be celebrated next month.”
Vivien blushed with delight amidst the crowd.
“Congrats to Ms. Sawyer and Mr. Sawyer.”
“Mr. Sawyer, don’t forget about us when the time comes, they teased.
Herman soon became the center of attention, responding with humble nods. “We’re all here to help each other.”
By association, Gemma found her status elevated and stood awkwardly beside Herman like a trophy wife, her smile stiff with discomfort.
“And the second thing is,” Warren continued with gravity, “I’ve presided over the Chadwick Group for forty years, and as I approach my twilight years, it’s time to pass the torch to the younger generation. I’ve decided to transfer my 30% share to Bainbridge. From here on, he and his father will take the reins of the Chadwick Group. I will step down as chairman and hand the position to Jarvis, while Bainbridge will ascend as the new CEO.”
Warren didn’t pass the torch directly to Jarvis because Jarvis asked for it that way.