Chapter 231 - 230 1 Want to Talk to You 1

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‘Mr. Bread, what are you up to!”

Zade Radcliffe was utterly baffled.

“I’m not the chairman yet, how can you call me President Radcliffe? If my granddaughter hears this, it’ll seem as though this old man is dead set on snatching the position from her!”

As he spoke, the people who had been somewhat startled immediately realized that the suppliers were pressuring Old Master Radcliffe!

The Radcliffe Clan members’ eyes were brimming with excitement at the generous offers being made.

These material suppliers and distributors had been working with the Radcliffe family for no less than ten years, but the biggest discount had always been a mere two percent, and many times payment was required upfront.

Today, these profit-first businessmen were willing to make such significant concessions, deeply moving Zade Radcliffe.

“Zalmon Martin, book a hotel for me right away! Today I’m going to drink with these old brothers until we’re drunk and can’t return home!”

Zade Radcliffe couldn’t stop smiling; these old buddies had really shown him great respect!

“The matter has come to this, and I think the old master is more suitable for that chair. Quella, you’re really not appropriate for it!”

With his hands tucked into his pockets, Otis Radcliffe limped over behind Quella, his face beaming with smug satisfaction.

“Be smart and hand over your shares. You can still be my assistant within the Group and hold a hefty income! How about it, think it over?”

Even before this, Zade Radcliffe had borrowed a lot of money with the intention of regaining the shares that Quella controlled, to completely take over the Group.

To show their loyalty, many in the Radcliffe Clan had also volunteered their own funds, which would eventually be transformed into equity and distributed to those who contributed.

“It seems I have no choice but to vacate this position, do I?”

Quella looked at Otis with a cold laugh. If it weren’t for the words Julius Reed had shared with her the previous night, she might have really had to give up her Dosition todav!

“You don’t want to give it up? Fine! But you see, with just a word from Grandpa, these friends of his will cut off your supplies. What will you use to fill those massive orders? When the time comes for astronomical compensation, I’d like to see where you will get it from!”

Otis’s face darkened. He was usually willful and unyielding, but his leg had been broken by Julius Reed.

This incident had left him harboring all his hatred for Quella. Today, Otis felt like he was finally getting his revenge!

“In the end, you will lose everything! Not only will you be kicked out, but your shares will also become worthless! Quella, do you really want to drag the entire family down with you?”

The words of Otis unsettled the Radcliffe Clan members.

Although Quella was the chairman and they couldn’t pad their wallets, the dividends were indeed substantial. However, on one hand, Quella had always been ostracized by the Radcliffe family; on the other, they didn’t dare to disobey Old Master Radcliffe.

But if the Group went bankrupt, they would be left with nothing, a situation nobody wanted to see.

Many who hadn’t planned to support Zade Radcliffe changed their stance decisively in favor of him after seeing the unanimous front from suppliers and distributors.

“Exactly! Quella, don’t drag us into this. The Radcliffe Group has been built over tens of years; after all, you are a member of the Radcliffe family too—why go to such lengths?”

“Otis has already put it out there; just give up your equity and you’ll receive a substantial amount of money, and you’ll still hold an executive position within the company—why cause such trouble?”

“Please don’t take us down with you!”

The relatives were talking over one another, directing all their criticism at Quella instead of Zade Radcliffe, who had brought the businessmen over.

Some were even pounding their fists on the table in extreme anger.

But no matter who it was, none looked for the root cause of the problem. If Zade Radcliffe hadn’t brought these people here to strong-arm them, perhaps the Radcliffe Group would have been in a better position.

But within the family, no one dared to—and none would—do such a thing.

“Ah! What are you all doing!”

Mr. Bread, who was watching from the side, was completely panicked. That morning, he had specially inquired about some of the people who appeared at Twilight Mansion that night, and found that their family businesses were also experiencing turmoil.

Take the Sawyer Group as an example—it was the company that countless people envied, they flaunted their close relationship with Ovidiu Cook as if they had the inside track.

Once you climbed up the ranks, success was inevitable.

But it was precisely such a group that announced changes overnight. Jett Martin and Abigail Martin suddenly disappeared, and the company also temporarily went into a shutdown.

Even Ovidiu Cook couldn’t save them; were they courting death?

“Mr. Bread, it’s okay!”

Quella Radcliffe naturally knew why Mr. Bread stood up, so she signaled to him that it was okay.

“Quella, Mr. Bread is speaking; isn’t it rude to interrupt like this?”

Zade Radcliffe looked at Quella Radcliffe with displeasure, then turned around and explained with a smile, “My granddaughter does not understand the rules; please don’t take it to heart!”

The fact that these old brothers showed up to offer such strong support was indeed touching for Zade Radcliffe.

For a businessman, pursuing profit is not wrong.

“Old Radcliffe, what do you know! I was talking to President Radcliffe; you are now just a staff member of the Group. What right do you have to talk to me!”

Mr. Bread directly interrupted Zade Radcliffe, scolding him, “Although we have been friends for many years, I have seen no hope in the Radcliffe Group under your management. The performance is losing money, and the employees are ineffective! If it wasn’t for President Radcliffe’s face, I would have come today to end our cooperation with you!”

“This… Mr. Bread, what were you saying yesterday?”

Zade Radcliffe frowned, feeling that something was not right. He had been working with Mr. Bread for more than twenty years. Even if he wouldn’t help, he wouldn’t kick a man when he’s down, right?

“Zade Radcliffe, show some respect! You call me Mr. Bread? Please call me Mr.

Bread!

Madeline Pendleton, with a stern face, showed no respect for Zade Radcliffe, even in front of so many members of the Radcliffe Clan.

“Exactly! Old Radcliffe, you are already of an age and still thinking about usurping power? If I were you, I would live out my days in peace at home. President Radcliffe is young, but when it comes to controlling the company, he is far better than you in more ways than one!”

“We are here today specifically for President Radcliffe’s sake; Old Radcliffe, you don’t have the right to talk to us yet!”

The businessmen took turns berating, their words sharp as knives, each one stabbing into Zade Radcliffe’s heart.

Otis Radcliffe and the Radcliffe Clan members standing beside weren’t foolish; seeing Quella Radcliffe’s relaxed demeanor and Zade Radcliffe’s ashen face, they immediately understood the situation.

“Um, I have something else to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now!”

With an awkward smile, Otis Radcliffe pulled Zade Radcliffe to leave.

“Grandpa, ‘A small impatience ruins a great plan’!”

Even a fool could see that Quella Radcliffe held the winning cards today; what was the point in staying, other than to humiliate oneself further?

“I advise you, ‘Those who commit injustices will ultimately bring about their own downfall’!”

Quella Radcliffe stood next to the chairman’s position and reprimanded the two sternly.

“I also have matters to attend to and must leave first.”

Seeing that things were going badly, Zalmon Martin also picked up her handbag, ready to leave.

“Wait! Zalmon Martin, the matter concerning you damaging the company’s interests is not over. I would like to talk to you about it.”

Quella Radcliffe’s voice came from behind her..