Chapter 734

Chapter 734:

They regarded him warily, silently questioning what trickery Coyle was attempting this time. Aside from the deal with Burgess Group, what other deals could even begin to cover the huge gap left behind?

Clearing his throat sharply, Coyle pressed on. “I’ve already initiated talks with New Rise Corporation. Their new energy initiative holds immense promise. Once we clinch this project, our crisis will naturally resolve itself.”

His declaration drew confused murmurs among the shareholders, their skeptical whispers rising audibly.

“‘New Rise Corporation? I’ve heard of that project—it’s hardly significant!'”

“‘Exactly! That project’s nothing but small potatoes. How could it possibly fill the void our lost deal left?'”

“‘Are you just trying to fool us, Mr. Wall?'”

As their doubts intensified into open accusations, Coyle’s forced smile crumbled entirely. His patience snapped, and he slammed his palm sharply onto the table, the sound echoing through the room.

Instantly, silence engulfed the conference room.

Coyle’s face turned grim, his gaze icy and cutting as he swept it across the shareholders.

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A room full of narrow-minded fools! All they saw were immediate losses—they couldn’t fathom the bigger picture!

New Rise Corporation might seem small, but behind it stood the mighty Howe family! With the Howe family’s backing, what opportunities couldn’t the Wall Group seize?

Suppressing his anger, Coyle curled his lips into a cold smile.

“I admit, compared to Burgess Group’s project, New Rise’s might seem insignificant,” he said deliberately, watching as the shareholders’ curiosity sharpened, their ears pricking up eagerly. “But what if my family is soon to be bound to the Howe family by marriage?”

Shock instantly rippled across the room.

“Marriage?”

An alliance—between Coyle’s family and the Howes?

Stunned silence fell heavily, eyes widening in disbelief. The Howe family’s current prestige was practically equal to that of the Wall family. A marriage alliance between the two would instantly neutralize Wall Group’s crisis.

Witnessing the shareholders’ stunned disbelief, Coyle felt a surge of satisfaction.

“My daughter Briley and Alex Howe, the president of the Howe Group, have fallen deeply in love and will soon be married,” he said confidently. “Rest assured, everyone—the Wall Group has a bright and secure future ahead.”

Casting a disdainful glance at the previously aggressive shareholders, he snorted quietly to himself. Once this alliance was solidified, these short-sighted troublemakers would be the first he’d take care of!

Thoroughly enjoying their shocked silence, Coyle straightened the cuffs of his suit jacket, turned around, and arrogantly strode out of the conference room without another glance.

His assistant stood waiting anxiously in the hallway. “Mr. Wall.” Without slowing his pace, Coyle headed directly to the elevator. “Get the car ready. I’m heading to the Howe family’s residence.” He intended to visit his future in-laws personally.

The assistant quickly followed.

The car glided smoothly down the street. In the back seat, Coyle leaned back comfortably, shutting his eyes to savor the moment.

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