Chapter 278

The shareholders reacted predictably when Jameson announced the overseas expansion. Most were eager to invest, seeing it as a low-risk venture.

But a few smelled trouble. Jean Group already had overseas branches, but business there had always been lackluster. Bringing this up so suddenly made them suspect there might be a trap.

They were right. Jameson was indeed setting a trap, and the target was his own son.

Jameson’s next words confirmed it. “I propose assigning Ross to lead this initiative. Any objections?”

The shareholders who sided with Ross balked. Jean Group’s recent success was his doing. Without him, the company would flounder.

Others remained silent, but their eventual votes sided with Jameson. It was obvious. This was a power grab. And some shareholders had long held a grudge against Ross.

Shermaine opposed the move, but Andrew’s vote tipped the scales. Only Brandon stood firmly with Ross.

In the end, the votes in favor of Ross taking charge of the overseas operations won by a single vote.

Jameson smiled, “The majority supports Ross overseeing the overseas division. Ross, hand off your current projects and depart for Archulea.”

Ross remained unruffled. “I question one voter’s eligibility.”

Shermaine set her phone down. “As do I.”

“Who’s ineligible?” The meeting room erupted in whispers.

Ross locked eyes with Natalie, his words deliberate. “Ms. Keller, you’re not a board member. Your vote doesn’t count.”

Natalie smirked. “Poorly informed, Mr. Ross Jean. I hold 15% of Jean Group’s shares. Of course, I have voting rights.”

The room buzzed with shock. Someone thought, ‘The mistress got Ruth’s shares? How could Ruth, the woman who once saved this company, lose to some gold-digger?’

Though some mused, the fact was obvious. Without Jameson’s financial backing, how could she possibly afford to buy so many shares?

Ross sneered, “Is that so?”

Jameson cut in, “Ross, shareholder votes are binding. You know this. Stop causing a scene.”

“When have I ever caused a scene?” Ross countered.

Jameson faltered. It was true. Ross endured every injustice silently, only to emerge victorious.

Shermaine signaled an aide. “Call the legal team’s lawyer.”

The aide nodded. “Yes, Ms. Jean.”

Natalie smiled smugly. She thought, ‘Let them try. The contracts bear my name. I’m the third-largest shareholder now.’

Crossing her legs, she looked on dismissively. “Just wait. I’ll prove to you whether or not I have the right to vote.”

Within minutes, the corporate lawyer arrived.