Billionaire's Match

Chapter 100 Time passed in tense silence, and Ethan's patience for the spectacle had finally run thin. He sighed, the corner of his eyes flickering with mockery. "Don't worry. They'll be here soon." Khloe glanced at the clock, expression unreadable, and replied coolly. No sooner had her words left her lips than the conference room doors swung open. Ethan stiffened instantly. Among the seven core shareholders, there was no question about him, Clarice, or Khloe. The other four were staunch supporters of Clarice, utterly unlikely to appear voluntarily.

Yet now, two of those four strode in, suits crisp, steps brisk, faces ashen, and without daring to glance at Ethan, seated themselves beside Khloe. Ethan pressed his hands against the table, heart pounding, utterly bewildered. What was happening? As soon as the news of shareholders' attendance spread, the rest of the senior management flooded in within five minutes. The conference room filled rapidly, buzzing with a nervous, almost desperate energy.

Those executives who had previously dismissed Khloe now vied for her attention, offering greetings, excuses for their tardiness, all to curry favor. With the shareholders present, had they truly misjudged the situation? The room fell silent again. A sharp tension hung in the air. Only Khloe sat calmly, spinning her chair, checking the time as if nothing mattered. "Let's not wait any longer. This will do." At her signal, her assistant quietly closed the conference room doors. Ethan, who had been smiling moments before, now went pale, his knuckles cracking as he gripped the edge of the table.

for her assistant to present the performance agreement, then finally spoke, "I imagine many of you still don't know me very well. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Khloe Roswell, the biological daughter of Niel Morrison, and the sole heir explicitly designated in his will to inherit the Morrison Group."

"I know some of you may think I'm too young and inexperienced to

and revitalized core projects. "These documents are not meant to boast. They're simply to show that I'm not here for comfort or convenience. I'm here to sustain the Morrison Group." A few heads nodded quietly. "She really does know what she's doing," one whispered. 1/2 Chapter

that's not enough. "Morrison Group doesn't belong to one person, and the power to manage it shouldn't rest with only a few. Today, I want to hand that decision over to all of you. Whether I continue in a management role should be determined by every director present. "Morrison Group's stability has never depended