Chapter 336

Board members of the Nichols Group shouted and cursed, their voices echoing off the walls. Juan’s sudden entrance brought an abrupt silence, as if someone had hit the mute button.

“Mr. Nichols, you need to come up with a solution. The finance department can’t produce over a hundred million to support this project. If something goes wrong now, then…”

“I will cover the cost,” Juan interjected calmly. With his declaration, the room settled down immediately.

One board member, emboldened by the recent turmoil, dared to ask, “Mr. Nichols, are you planning to use your own money to fix the problems?”

In the past, such a question would have been unthinkable, but Juan’s recent actions had left everyone puzzled and concerned. They voiced their dissatisfaction one after another.

“Mr. Nichols, aren’t you going to do anything about Mrs. Nichols’ tantrums? It’s affecting the company’s image.”

“I think it’s best if you divorce her. The Frazier family is now backed by the McKinney Group. They won’t look favorably upon us.”

“Mr. Nichols, she has ulterior motives. You should hurry up and divorce her.”

They painted Debra as a scheming manipulator. Juan’s frown deepened as the arguments continued. “Since when did my privacy become a topic for the boardroom?”

His authoritative tone silenced the room. The board members were left speechless.

“Mr. Nichols, that’s not what we meant. We’re all just thinking about the best interests of the company.” Joe, catching Juan’s look, quickly intervened. “That’s enough. Since Mr. Nichols says he can handle it, stop arguing. The meeting is adjourned.”

Juan left the conference room, and the board members continued to murmur their discontent.

“With such a major issue at hand, Mr. Nichols seems indifferent.”

“The last few urgent meetings lasted only five minutes. Does he no longer want to be in charge?”

“He’s practically ignoring us for that woman.”

One board member stepped forward and declared loudly, “Mr. Nichols, if you don’t divorce that woman, I’m resigning.”

Juan stopped in his tracks. Joe frowned and asked, “Mr. Andersen, are you serious?”

Willard Andersen stood his ground. “If Mr. Nichols doesn’t care about us, I might as well sell my shares and resign. From now on, company affairs have nothing to do with me.”

His declaration sparked a wave of agreement. Several other shareholders stood up, their voices joining in a chorus of dissent.

“Mr. Andersen is right. If Mr. Nichols doesn’t value our interests and refuses to divorce that woman, I’ll resign too.”

“Yes. Mr. Nichols needs to divorce and cut ties with that woman.”

The outcry grew louder, the atmosphere charged with rebellion. If this were the past, no one would have dared to speak like this in front of Juan.

His eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand, signaling the security team waiting outside. They rushed in, restraining the shouting board members with efficient precision.

“Anyone else wanting to leave, step forward now,” Juan announced, his voice as cold as ice.

All the board members fell silent. Willard looked grim, realizing he had underestimated Juan’s ruthlessness. Despite his long tenure, he was not immune to Juan’s iron grip.

Juan’s voice was unyielding as he continued, “Take their seals and have them settle their accounts with the finance department. Within a day, strip them of all their positions. I don’t want to see them here again.”