Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 125 Alfred Backing Her Up 1

As Alfred’s sharp gaze swept across the conference table, he spotted Rayna. He froze for a moment, then nodded at her.

Rayna quickly bowed to him while she still felt perplexed.

I really didn’t know he was Old Mr. Faymon until now. I visited the Faymon residence a few times after I got married to Julian, but I never saw Old Mr. Faymon because he was recuperating overseas.

What a coincidence.

Dexter stated, “Old Mr. Faymon, the company needs someone to be in charge, with Mr. Faymon being hospitalized. Hence, we want to choose someone to oversee matters at this meeting. The shareholders won’t be able to take it any longer if Faymon Group’s shares plummet a few times with Mr. Faymon’s absence.”

Jack nodded and added, “Old Mr. Faymon, you set the rules that Faymon Group should have at most two executives from the Faymon family. Even though Mr. Faymon is recuperating in the hospital, he’s still the CEO. Moreover, there’s Ms. Faymon in the planning department. Hence, we think Ms. Sienna shouldn’t enter Faymon Group or she’ll break the rules.”

Alfred turned to look at Sienna and asked sternly, “Why didn’t you tell me about your plan to enter Faymon Group?”

Sienna’s lip twitched, and she smiled gently. “Alfred, I was worried about Faymon Group. The company stock has greatly plummeted lately, and Curtis hasn’t woken up yet…”

“So you wanted to break the rules while exercising your influence as a member of the Faymon family?”

“That’s not what I meant, Alfred.”

Alfred barked, “You would have consulted me before taking any action if you really respected me as your elder brother. Although I gave Curtis the authority to manage Faymon Group, the company belongs to everyone! Do you know why some businesses fail so quickly? It’s because they’re a family business, and the family members impeded the development of those corporations. Nobody will work sincerely for you if everyone uses their connections to become executives and exploits the talented staff as stepping stones. People aren’t stupid. They are out to make money!”

froze from Alfred’s barrage

in the conference room held their

He was more difficult to talk to than Curtis, and

Sienna. A few people walked in, and the middle-aged man standing in the

full head of black hair contained a few white strands, and he did not seem young. He wore a three-piece suit

Chester Faymon, Alfred’s

men following behind Chester. The scrawny and sluggish one

is the general manager of the branch company at Yeringham, so it’s not strange for him to be

questioned, “Aren’t you in Saintnam on a business trip? Why are

to inform me that Curtis got into a terrible car accident. I returned after I finished making arrangements for work. Curtis’ car accident caused Faymon Group’s stocks to continue declining. There are speculations that Curtis is on the verge of

many of you here in this country. You didn’t help your nephew or your cousin out when he got into a car accident and let the media

understood the intention behind his words, and she stated, “As Brooklyn’s aunt, I wanted to help her plan a good wedding since she is

stays up until three or four in the morning managing the branch office in Jipsdale while also organizing my wedding. I contacted the media after knowing

I didn’t fulfill my duty as her elder brother as I have

waved his hands and did not want to continue hearing their hypocritical statements. “Enough. We’re all family, and we’ll be a laughing stock

do you have any suggestions on how to deal with this

asked, “Young lady, why are you still standing? Which department

She was analyzing why Chester returned and she forgot to sit back. Rayna did not expect Alfred to ask her a

Group because she fears the company’s shares will continue to fall if there’s no one to take the helm. I stood up to speak out of respect as a junior employee. Since there are already two executives from the

could not help but

matters while we were having stew previously, with a sorrowful expression. She said her boss set up a new department for her to be a scapegoat. I didn’t expect the company