Chapter 438

This explanation was useless. Yes, she never explicitly stated she would be the company's future boss, but she never denied it either! Don't say she hadn't heard the rumors; everyone in the company is talking about it. It's reached the point where all employees assume it, and some even jokingly call her "Chairman" to her face. How could Isabelle not know?!

“I didn’t expect it, Ms. Whitaker… Oh no, Isabelle turned out to be this kind of person!”

“She used to treat the company as her own. I even thought she was the chairman’s biological daughter, but it turns out she’s just an adopted daughter…”

“Never mind about adopting a daughter, but if the chairman gave the company to her before his death, it wouldn’t matter if she was adopted. However, Ink Pharmaceuticals is the inheritance the chairman left for his biological daughter. How dare she take it?!”

“How could there be such a shameless person? They were adopted, yet instead of being grateful, they covet their daughter's inheritance…”

Various whispers from the audience reached Isabelle's ears, as she saw the unbelieving and disdainful glances. It felt as if her face had been slapped, burning with a deep hatred that almost made her want to vomit blood.

“Ophelia! You–”

“What happened to me? Did I say the wrong word?” Ophelia interrupted.

“I’m truly shocked. How dare you show up here?”

She showed no mercy. “I don’t like disgusting people on my territory; it pollutes the air. You have three minutes to get out of Ink Pharmaceuticals!”

Isabelle looked up in astonishment and anger. “Ophelia! You–”

Ophelia glanced at the time. “A minute has passed. If you don’t want to leave on your own, I don’t mind getting someone to help you!”

As the words fell, she waved her hand. Several tall, burly, black-suited bodyguards immediately stepped forward, without hesitation, and grabbed Isabelle.

Isabelle didn’t expect Ophelia to resort to violence, nor did she expect the security guards to be so rough. She immediately screamed.

“Ophelia! Did you dare?!”

Ophelia remained oblivious, not even furrowing her brow, and casually ordered, “Throw her out!”

The bodyguard dragged Isabelle out of the banquet hall. Everyone was stunned.

Who would have thought Ophelia would act so rudely and mercilessly?! This was probably the most embarrassing day of Isabelle’s life.

“Ms. Greene!” someone exclaimed angrily. “Ms. Whitaker is also the chairman’s daughter; how could you do this?”

The speaker is the general manager, Draven. Ophelia raised her gaze and gave him a cold smile. She hadn’t even finished tidying up when Draven recklessly bumped into her. She ignored his question and asked directly:

“Draven, what did my mother instruct you before she passed away?”

How to entrust him? Of course, to take good care of Ink Pharmaceuticals and, when Ophelia comes of age, hand over the company to her properly.

As soon as he heard her question, Draven’s heart froze, knowing Ophelia was about to hold him accountable. But since he dared to openly side with Isabelle, it was because he had enough confidence and preparation! How could he be afraid of a nineteen-year-old girl?

Draven let out a cold laugh inwardly, and sighed outwardly. “Ms. Greene is… with me supporting Ms. Whitaker? But if I had a choice, I would still do the same!”