The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

The room fell into stunned silence as everyone exchanged bewildered glances.

However, this was somewhat expected.

Grant was the only son of Gregory's late first wife. The Salvador Corporation and the entire Salvador family should have been his by right. However, due to his health, his younger brother, Justin, had been given the opportunity to rise.

Now that Grant had recovered, he was clearly determined to reclaim what he had lost.

Joining the Salvador Corporation was the first step in his quest to seize control!

It seemed that the power structure within the Salvador family was about to change. The tide was shifting!

At this moment, Paul stepped forward and announced in a serious tone. "We will now proceed with a vote on appointing Young Master Grant as an executive director on the Salvador Corporation's Board of Directors."

As soon as the words left his lips, three board members eagerly raised their hands.

Grant remained calm, but Gregory's eyes lit up, and he gave the three directors an approving look.

Seeing this, the others quickly followed suit.

After all, Grant was the rightful eldest son of the Salvador family, and he clearly had Gregory's favor. It was evident that Grant would become a figure of significant influence, standing on equal footing with Justin in the future.

Allowing him to join the board was a small compromise. No one wanted to risk upsetting Gregory over something trivial.

Besides, many of them had resentments with Justin. Though he had led the corporation to great success, bringing them immense profits year after year, his rigid and straightforward personality made him unapproachable.

In the blink of an eye, nearly every board member raised their hand.

Only Justin remained unmoved. His gaze was lowered, his posture composed, and he showed no reaction. Grant's lips curled into a faint, almost imperceptible smirk as he observed Justin's calm, indifferent demeanor. Grant's eyes, cold and unfathomable, were like a shadowy, primeval forest, cloaked in mystery.

"Justin, do you have an objection to your elder brother joining the board?" Gregory's tone deepened, carrying a faint note of interrogation as he addressed Justin's lack of response.

neither angry nor particularly pleased. "My vote doesn't

fell silent. Some exchanged glances while others watched the family strife unfold with

truly a man whose authority rivaled even the head of

turned pale. He had been publicly challenged, his chest filled with frustration, but he could not lash out in front

polite, graceful smile. "Many of you seated here are elders who fought alongside my father to build this corporation. You are not just colleagues but mentors to me. I look forward to learning from all of you in the future

had the soft, warm touch of a gentle spring breeze, leaving the board

No, not at all! Justin was nowhere near as capable of charming the room. Applause erupted, solidifying Grant's entry into the

steps, Grant took a seat opposite Justin. Their eyes met, and an invisible wave of tension seemed to ripple through the conference room,

the A5 project, Gregory said,

file, and walked to the podium. Standing before the illuminated screen, he addressed

Grant had officially joined the board. He moved slowly to

their gazes locked, the air in the room seemed to crackle with an unseen tension, as if a raging storm was about to

Mr. Justin Salvador introduce

to hide the

project document, and walked to the stage. Standing in front of the lit projection screen,

by the Savrow government over

for

sound exploded in Justin's

board members, including Gregory, stared at

forehead beaded with sweat as the world

nauseous sensation churned in his gut,

his voice in concern. "Mr. Justin, are you alright? Are you feeling

he could finish, Justin's clenched fist

head, and in an instant, everything went

his body

was horrified, rushing forward to catch him,

to their feet. Gregory's face turned pale as he shouted