A Beauty With Multiple Masks

“Got it. I’ll inform Mrs. Nightshire,” Rayson said while looking at them.

He then made a sarcastic remark. “We have no idea if Mr. Nightshire is dead or alive, yet, none of you seniors in the company and business partners showed him any concern. And it seems fighting over the chairman’s position is more important than anything else at this point. You should be proud of yourselves.”

Rayson walked out of the room after ending his sentence. The expression on all the directors’ faces turned grim when they heard what he said.

Oswald nearly wanted to respond with a cold snort and storm out of the room, but since there were still other directors around, he steadied himself.

After plastering a cursory smile on his face, he looked at the directors and asked, “Let’s have some breakfast, shall we?”

One of the directors replied, “Forget it. There are other things I have to attend to!”

“Yeah, me too. I have to take my mom to the hospital as she’s not feeling well,” another echoed.

The directors all left the room.

After a short pause, he bade Oswald farewell and left in a hurry as well. Even a gullible fool like Dayver

parking his car in the garage, she went straight

saw how ashen-faced Susanne was. Things would have been different

The heavens have already taken her husband away, so let’s hope the heavens don’t take her only son and daughter-in-law

“Mrs. Nightshire.”

Vinson, right? Send people to rescue them right now,”

said. He took out his phone and spent half an hour instructing his men to look for Vinson

when Rayson was done

my office today.” Initially, Rayson did not want to disturb

take over Nightshire Group. Rayson would not allow

to glance at him. “Cornered you in your office?

Waysea wants to be the chairman of