Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 206: Shareholders Meeting IV

Athena slowly moved her head in the direction of the woman who just nominated her while she was still talking,

her brows furrowing as she saw the woman in her late fifties meeting her gaze calmly.

Although Athena couldn't exactly recall who the woman was, she knew the latter was in the education sector of

the country.

"What about you?" The woman repeated, still looking at her. "I think you are the best to handle the company, in

Sandro’s absence... since Mr. Ethan isn’t exactly a permanent fixture in this country, as he has other investments

outside the country."

Ethan and Athena exchanged a furtive glance, the real reason lost to the shareholders staring at them, who

thought the duo were just appraising themselves.

However, Aiden was aware of the reason for the glance. Last night, after the call with Antoand then Alvarez,

Athena had sent a new email to Ethan about his position in the schof things, and now these people were

thinking of making him head? It was good that Athena had thought ahead of them.

Athena paused, needing not to stammer, and arranged her thoughts. "I don’t think I fit the profile. As you all

know, | have a lot on my plate at the moment. | think someone else should take the bill..."

The shareholders looked at each other, wondering who to pick next.

Alfonso, seeing that things were not going his way, decided to forgo his desire to slap his daughter and move to

Plan B. After all, he wasn’t the one who had been expelled from school.

"Since we have reached an impasse about who to select for the seat of the directorship, | suggest that we select

with the criteria of the shareholder with the highest number of shares, apart from the owner of the company." He

said, meeting the gaze of every shareholder, apart from Athena and Old Mr. Thorne.

Old Mr. Thorne found this rather amusing, but they had expected this gameplay too.

"Considering the amount displayed on the company’s inner files, as of the last time, it is known that my family

collectively has the largest amount of shares, and to that end, | suggest | be the director." Alfonso spoke when

none of the shareholders said anything to his suggestion.

"Because you are the head of the family?" The swoman who had nominated Athena asked, folding her arms

across her chest.

"Precisely that," Alfonso answered with a thin smile.

Zack scoffed and looked away, needing to be out of this meeting already. There was no need for this. He had

sarrangements to make to leave this country once and for all, having given up on his quest for revenge.

Since after the court case, he had a rethink about his life's choices and decided it was not worth playing the

gany longer; Athena was already the winner. And since he no longer had his company, there was nothing

really tying him down here; no wife, no children—since Athena wouldn't let him near the twins. He didn’t want to

be plagued by the Grey disease either.

"Do you have a problem with the suggestion, Zack? Please speak up..."

Zack, hating to be the center of attention, shook his head to Alfonso’s calm question. There was no need to stir

trouble. After all, the only reason why he had a share in this company was because of the truce his father had

called with Ewan’s father, a show of peace, or whatever.

So if Alfonso was made director, he didn’t want anything to sabotage his stream of incfrom this company.

He still needed money to thrive!

Alfonso, sensing Zack's line of thought, smiled and looked at the woman who was backing Athena for the seat of

the directorship. "Do you have any other thing to say?"

The woman sighed and shook her head.

"So, how many percent do you have, Alfonso? Just to be aware..." Athena spoke then, drafting Alfonso’s attention

to her.

He smiled. "Twenty percent..."

"| take it Fiona has ten percent..." Athena continued.

Alfonso nodded, wondering where Athena was going with the questioning.

"So, Fiona, do you agree to hand over your share percentage to your father?"

Alfonso furrowed his brows, the swith Fiona, both damning the stupid question.

"Of course. Who else will | give it to?" Fiona spoke, no longer interested in the company matter, but she would

rather her father had her shares, after all, he had been with her through thick and thin.

Unless... Ethan wanted it, in exchange for her hand in marriage.

Looking at Ethan, she wondered if the proposition would work. Was he power-hungry? She thought, subtly licking

her lower lip, as fantasies ran rent-free in her mind.

Athena, clucking her tongue brought Fiona away from her daydream. "How many percent do you all have..."

The other shareholders dropped their own figures.

Athena made the calculations. The shareholders, numbering seven, apart from Ethan, shared fifteen percent.

Ethan owned ten percent. Then the Adam'’s family took twenty percent, leaving Ewan with fifty-five percent.

But he gave her twenty percent, so he had thirty-five percent in total.

However, Ethan worked for her, so collectively, she had thirty percent.

Not bad, she mused, a smile stretching her lips. A smile that suddenly caused a flutter of panic in Alfonso’s

chest.

What now was the witch planning?

"Well..." Athena started, breaking the curious silence in the room. "Ewan handed over totwenty percent of

the company shares, in exchange for a good deal..."

She paused, however, seeing the disbelief brooding in Alfonso’s eyes, including the other shareholders.

But that was understandable. She had been surprised too when she had seen twenty percent on her portfolio

too. The deal had been ten percent. Seems that hadn't been enough payback for Ewan.

"Well, it looks like Ewan didn’t inform you all about this good deal... | would advise you then to check your

tablets, check the company’s share details..."

"That's okay, Athena..." The woman who had nominated her spoke up. "It was the first thing | had checked when

| knew of your shareholding capacity in this company. It was also one of the reasons why | had selected you as

the director of the company, in the absence of Sandro..."

Alfonso’s jaw slackened. Twenty percent? Ewan was a fool!

still...

"We'll have to vote then..." He said, rubbing his palms together. It was good that he had put together a plan C;

making huge promises to the other shareholders if they made him the acting director.

They would all vote for him! He held back the smile of victory threatening to slither across his lips.

"Yeah, that would have been the case, Alfonso, but it’s not necessary. You see, | actually have..."

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