Chapter 610

Chapter 610:

“Wow, Mr. Klein is incredible, orchestrating such a major move!”

“I knew it! No one can manipulate Andrew; he’s very smart. Wesley is still too naive. As for Madisyn, she has such a boyfriend who can protect her from any storm.”

“Don’t you think Wesley has been acting strangely from the start? He didn’t hesitate to terminate the Lambert Group’s cooperation with the other three major families just to target one woman. Is he really worthy of the CEO title?”

“Madisyn is impressive. She can stand on her own and doesn’t need anyone’s protection. Everyone has seen her achievements at Johns Group. She’s definitely not on the same level as Wesley.”

“Wesley seems completely out of his depth. Does Clayton truly have no intention of appointing another successor?”

“If only Wesley’s brother were still here. He was so capable… he held the group together like no one else could.”

“You’re talking about Zahir, aren’t you? It’s such a shame he disappeared during that race.”

The online community buzzed with relentless criticism. Comments poured in, questioning Wesley’s abilities and mourning his brother’s absence.

Wesley had never been the subject of such public gossip before, and it stung. Frustration boiled over, and in a fit of rage, he swept his arm across the desk, sending papers, pens, and everything else crashing to the floor.

However, once his rage subsided, he grasped the true consequences of the recent upheaval. The company’s profits were at risk; half of them depended on collaborations that Andrew now controlled. This loss could potentially slash their annual earnings by fifty percent.

Worse still, Andrew would likely push forward with his overseas expansion, further shrinking their market share. For the first time, real panic tightened in Wesley’s chest.

He had miscalculated, thinking brute force and authority could bend others to his will. But Andrew was a far more strategic player, and Wesley’s naivety had cost his company dearly. He couldn’t just stand by and watch the group fall apart like this. Wesley began pacing the office, running a hand through his hair in frustration. His mind raced, grasping for a solution. There was only one option left—a compromise.

Andrew had held off on using his ship routes out of respect for the Lambert Group in the past.

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Maybe if Wesley approached him, humbled himself, and asked for mercy, Andrew would reconsider. It was a long shot, but it was all Wesley had left.

With a sigh, Wesley reached for his phone. But just as he was about to dial, the door creaked open.

“Jada,” Wesley muttered, seeing her step into the room. The sight of her unleashed all of his pent-up frustrations.

“What’s your plan now?” Jada inquired.

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