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.

responded coldly, neither angry nor particularly pleased. "My vote doesn't change anything. The chairman has gotten what he wanted.

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

to speak like this. He was truly a man whose authority rivaled even

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

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

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

was nowhere near as capable of charming the room. Applause

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

the details of the A5 project, Gregory said, sitting down with a lingering trace of displeasure in his

his eyes, picked up the project file, and walked to the podium. Standing

and the matter was settled. Grant had officially joined the board.

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

have Mr. Justin Salvador introduce the details of the

unable to hide the

and walked to the stage. Standing in front of the

initiative supported by the Savrow

initial investment for

sound exploded in Justin's mind. His tall body swayed

including Gregory, stared at him in

with sweat as the

sensation churned in his gut,

quickly stepped forward, lowering his voice in concern. "Mr. Justin, are you alright? Are you feeling

could finish, Justin's

his head, and in

thud, his body lurched forward

was horrified, rushing forward to catch

their feet. Gregory's