Settle The Scores
After being briefly stunned, Boris laughed mockingly.
"Are you out of your mind, Carla? I've already taken back the shares and assets I transferred to you previously. What shares do you have left? What do you mean when you said that you're the second- largest shareholder and have more shares than me? I think that you're delusional."
"I'm not delusional. We'll find out after the lawyers finish looking at the accounts."
Ignoring him, Carla sat down on the president's seat.
"What are you doing?" snapped Boris unhappily. "Get up!"
"Why are you so anxious, Mr. Broid?" asked Carla with an icy smirk. "Are you afraid that I'll expose your true identity?"
"You're crazy! I don't know what you're talking about." Since Boris had ample practice, he did not reveal any signs of guilt. "Leave now, or don't blame me for not showing you any courtesy."
"What would you do, then?" Carla threw the question back to him.
"Somone, come here right now!" Boris could not be bothered to continue talking to Carla. Hence, he directly instructed someone to chase her out.
Now that Boris had changed the bodyguards in the company to his own subordinates, more than ten bodyguards surrounded them after he issued the command.
When Bugara and the rest tried to stop them, they did not retreat.
Both parties were at a stalemate. Just moments before a fight broke out, Rodney and the legal team rushed over with Jamal.
"Everyone, stop!" roared Jamal as he smashed a cup on the floor.
The conference room fell silent in an instant.
"Since the legal team is present, why don't we let them explain everything clearly?" Jamal glanced at Boris meaningfully and asked, "Or is it because you're feeling guilty?"
"What are you talking about, Jamal?" Frowning, Boris asked unhappily, "Are you helping the outsiders now?"
"When you kicked Carla out of Giblo Group, I followed your instructions impartially, " asserted Jamal matter-of-factly. "When you demanded to have a blood and DNA test, she cooperated. Yet, now that she's requesting for the lawyers to settle the score, why are you acting like a tyrant? Why are you resorting to violence and chasing her away? Why would you act so furiously if you're not guilty?"
"You…"
"Jamal is right." Thompson chimed in. "With so many people here, the accounts can't be faked. What are you scared of?"
"Both of you have become so foolish."
Since Boris could not rebuke them, he could only grit his teeth in a fury.
The more he acted like this, the more the board of directors found him to be strange. Someone suddenly commented, "I feel like Mr. Giblo has changed. He's completely different from his past self. Could it be that the rumors are real?"
"What rumors?"
"Didn't you hear? People are speculating that Mr. Giblo is not the actual Mr. Giblo. Instead, he's actually impersonated by Boris, who went to get plastic surgery."
"Oh my God! Is that true?"
"That's actually possible. The current Mr. Giblo doesn't know how to do anything except to throw his weight around…"
"Yeah! No wonder his personality changed so much after the accident. I never expected it to be because…"
"His personality is really like Mr. Broid's."
As the board of directors discussed amongst themselves, the situation changed.
Everyone was starting to side with Carla. Since Boris had not experienced this before, he started to panic and sought Newton's help.
Frowning, Newton shot a look at him. Boris immediately changed his attitude. "I just remembered how Carla tricked me. Furthermore, I was furious at how she insisted on barging in and kicking up a fuss, even though she is an outsider."
When he said that, the board of directors was starting to be convinced again.
"Since Jamal and Mr. Thompson wish to see Carla settle the score, let's let her do it." Smiling coldly, Boris remarked, "I want to see what she can get out of it."
Everyone turned their gazes toward Carla.
She took out the contract and statement. Placing it on the table, she announced, "Mr. Rodney, please check with the Divine Corporation's legal team if these two contracts are legitimate."
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