The shareholders nodded in unison. “Alright!”

At that moment, a voice rang in the air. “Ms. Rachel has arrived!”

Everyone fell silent at the announcement.

Rachel walked in, her heels clicking on the floor. She was wearing a pink office suit and a red silk maxi skirt. The beige heels accentuated her already long legs. Her long, curled hair framed her petite face, while the gold hoops hanging on her earlobes gave her a trendy impression.

Rachel was good-looking to begin with. Sprucing herself up slightly made her a mesmerizing sight to behold.

The moment she stepped into the meeting room, her imposing aura was unmissable. Her cool gaze swept across everyone in the room.

The shareholders somehow felt intimidated by her aura; they hurriedly lowered their heads and spoke to each other in hushed whispers.

“Is this Rachel Lloyd, whom William Lewis divorced? Why does she look so different from how she looked in the past?”

“Yes, I feel the same way. Why does she look so different? She used to greet me so politely.”

“Why is she looking at us like we’re prey? Did you see her staring at me for a split second longer? It sent a chill down my spine!”

“I have a feeling that today will be a tough battle.”

Rachel walked in and greeted a few shareholders with a nod.

She pulled a chair out and sat down, leaning against the back of it. In her hand was a document and a pen, which she twirled around.

She didn’t look like she was here for business. Instead, she looked like she was here to watch something entertaining.

The shareholders exchanged looks.

“What’s going on? Who would attend a meeting behaving like this?”

“How disrespectful!”

“That’s too casual of her.”

Yvette approached Rachel and tried to talk sense into her. “Rachel, everyone here is your senior. You should at least try to be a little more polite, or others might chide us for not having proper manners.”

Rachel smirked sardonically, as though she had heard a joke. Her eyes were filled with disdain.

“How am I not polite? Didn’t I greet them when I came in? Or is this no longer how people greet each other nowadays?”

Yvette didn’t expect Rachel to blow her off in front of so many people.

But it didn’t matter. Yvette wanted Rachel to behave proudly and unreasonably – the shareholders would believe that Rachel had indeed done something so preposterous.

She looked awkwardly at the shareholders, then said meekly to Rachel, “Rachel, I’m reminding you for your own good. Don’t be so fierce to me. I know we sisters had our share of misunderstandings, but we’re related by blood. We’ll always be family!”

“Don’t shoot your mouth off,” Rachel retorted. “We’re not related by blood. Back then, you were the one who chased me out of the Lloyd household. The nerve of you to claim that we’re family now!”

Yvette was thoroughly embarrassed by Rachel’s eagerness to dissociate from her.

Sasha walked up and tugged at Yvette’s sleeve.

“Yvette, you might see her as your sister, but she might not reciprocate your feelings. She probably only has eyes for the Lloyd family assets right now.”

One of the shareholders spoke up.

“I heard that Mr. Lloyd transferred 50% of the company shares to you, Ms. Rachel. Is that true? Did you cajole or threaten him to sign the contract you prepared a long time ago, so you can usurp the Lloyd family assets?”