Chapter 412 Show Mercy to Jonathan

Joseph glared at Jonathan, his gaze as sharp as a blade.

Jonathan instinctively cowered. He lost his previous confidence, and softly protested, There’s no need to go through all that trouble. If you don’t want me back on the board, then I won’t return. After all, you’re the one in control of the Whitman Group. What right do I have to object?”

“I’m the one in control of the Whitman Group, but I’m also your older cousin. Uncle Pres is right. I shouldn’t always dwell on your shortcomings and should try to discover your strengths instead,” Joseph said, a smile playing on his lips.

With that, he promptly contacted the board of directors, as well as the finance and project teams. In less than an hour, everyone arrived at the family home. In front of everyone, a meeting was held. Jonathan had been on the board for five years and had been involved in seven projects. Out of those, six projects incurred losses totaling about a hundred thousand dollars. Only one project was profitable, but that project was requested by Joseph himself and

could not be counted.

When all the numbers were presented before everyone, Jonathan’s face turned pale. His lips trembled, unable to utter a word. He had always known he was losing money, but he never expected the numbers to be so staggering.

However, Preston still refused to back down even after the facts were laid out before them. It’s normal to experience losses in business. The market hasn’t been favorable in recent years. Do you really want to judge a person’s lifetime achievement based on a mere three years? Jon is just starting to grow. He’ll surely improve in the future.”

Such shameless words even earned Harold’s contempt, despite Preston being his son.

“Of course not,” Joseph said.

Preston’s face improved slightly, a hint of relief flashing through his eyes. He thought that Joseph was showing him some respect, but the next words that came shattered that glimmer of hope.

“So I should be the one to bear the cost of his trial and error?” Joseph asked.

“Yes. You’re Jon’s cousin. You’re his family,” Octavia spoke firmly, without a hint of shame.

without family members who scheme behind

stated.

over her.

turned to Harold, his tone neither light nor heavy but deeply unsettling. “Mr. Harold, I will be removing Jonathan

you have any objections?”

rarely called Harold “Mr. Harold.” When he did so solemnly,

a twinge of sadness as Preston and Jonathan stared at him. He looked up at Joseph and noticed his icy expression. Harold was certain that if he dared to voice an objection, he

the Whitman Group. I’ll let you decide,”

Have you ever heard anything as ridiculous as

Group. I don’t want

hand and held it tightly as he walked away

hungry?”

“A little.”

do you want to

know. Let’s decide when

her sideways. “Which home? Mine or

go to yours.”

about half an hour, and she did not want

asked, “What do you feel like

with takeout?” she

never been fond

I’ll cook,” Joseph

aback, her eyes

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