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The Divorced Billionaire Heiress

Chapter 1347
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Who actually exposed this?

Clayton’s face was calm as he sat there. He looked completely unaffected as he kept himself out of it.

Nicole, however, did not hide her mood of watching a good show. Her gaze was playful and delighted with a faint

mockery.

Quavon felt like his blood was flowing backward throughout his body. Even his breathing began to feel labored.

He stared intently at Clayton. ’Even if Clayton hates me or is repulsed by me, how can he still not stand out to say

something?’

The Vice President saw that it was about time. He picked up the microphone.

“This matter is all in the past, and Isaac has ended up in that situation, so let’s not dwell on this. We still need to

continue discussing the acquisition of Sloan Corporation…”

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“Bang—”

Quavon was furious as he threw the microphone to the side of the stage.

It made a loud noise.

Everyone looked over in shock.

“I disagree! I firmly disagree with the acquisition! As the major shareholder of the company, I have veto power, so

don’t even think about it!”

Quavon could not wait for Clayton to stand out and could not hold back anymore.

This Vice President clearly did not have the same thoughts as Quavon. If they continued, all the secrets of the Sloan

family would be exposed. Everyone looked at Quavon with complicated eyes.

Indeed, as long as Quavon held onto the shares in his hands and took a stand against this. This acquisition would

not be able to continue. The air in the hall was stagnant for a while.

Quavon stared intently at Clayton. Quavon’s face was red, and his gaze was hostile. In the next second, someone in

the audience said, “The largest shareholder in your company has the final say, right?” Quavon paused for a

moment. His eyebrows were tightly furrowed. He had already estimated the distribution of shares in his heart

hundreds of times. Although there were several major shareholders with quite a few shares in their hands which

added up more than his, they could not easily coalesce and find someone to stand out. Otherwise, someone would

have stepped forward to seize power when there was instability within the company. Since they did not stand out, it

meant that they did not have a leader.

“Since the future of the company is at stake, of course, the largest shareholder should have the power to decide

the future of the company and the final say!”

Quavon was complacent. Anyone present would not have more shares than him.

The Vice President gave him a meaningful look, then silently lowered his head.

The hall was quiet for a moment. Suddenly, a clear female voice rang out.

“I agree with what Chairman Sloan said. Of course, decisive power should be proportional to the number of shares

held.”

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The one who spoke was Nicole.

Although Clayton was sitting next to her, Nicole would not change the ultimate purpose of her trip.

As long as Quavon still had the power to fight back, Nicole could not be completely safe whether she was at home

or abroad.

Quavon wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at Nicole. His eyes were cold and sullen.

“Nicole, you have no right to speak here. It has nothing to do with you either. We will be holding the internal

shareholders meeting of Sloan Corporation next. Any irrelevant personnel must leave this hall.”

Quavon did not want to see these people who were eyeing his company again.

Those who attempted to acquire Sloan Corporation really did not want to turn around and leave like this.

Nicole smiled and looked calm, but there was a bitter chill in her eyes.

“Chairman Sloan, since it’s a shareholders’ meeting, I ought to be present.”

Quavon’s expression changed instantly.

He said in a grave tone, “What are you saying? What does the shareholders’ meeting have to do with you?”

As Quavon asked this, a dreadful thought surfaced in his mind.