Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right

In the conference room, several shareholders were chatting amongst themselves.

"We only respected Marion because of Mr. Bernard. But now that Mr. Bernard is gone, Marion is still acting like he owns the place. Today, at the shareholders' meeting, we'll vote unanimously to remove him."

"Exactly. How can a kid from the slums become the head of us? When the Bernard Group was changed to the Houston Group, I was already unhappy. It's time to settle this score."

...

Outside the conference room, Debra listened to their disdainful words about Marion, and her heart ached.

She had heard many rumors about Marion. Some called him cold-blooded, and others called him evil. Before his heir status was exposed, everyone deemed him a grim reaper from hell. No good expressions were associated with him. But after his lineage was revealed, no one dared question his origins again. Now Debra found it hard to believe those people, living off their ancestors' achievements, had the nerve to look down on Marion.

Marion booted open the conference room door, startling the shareholders inside. When they saw Marion's face, their expressions changed.

"Marion, don't think you can do whatever you want here," one of them shouted.

Marion, holding Debra's hand, casually sat down in the chair. "I'll pay for the door with my money, not yours."

Before the director could respond, he instructed the secretary, "Go tell finance to fix the door."

"Yes, sir," the secretary replied, quickly retreating.

Debra smiled, knowing that Marion was asserting his authority. He made it clear that he was the one in charge of the Houston Group's finances and that he was the only master of the company.

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"This is my wife. Is she considered an outsider?" Marion said calmly.

The shareholders exchanged glances, shocked by the revelation. They didn't know he was married.

"Let's get to the point. I don't have the patience to listen to your chatter," Marion said dismissively.

"We want you to step down and return all the Bernard family's shares," one shareholder declared.

"Oh?" Marion raised an eyebrow. "Since when do you have the authority to decide what happens to my shares?"

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"We've found a more suitable leader. I advise you to hand over the shares and avoid embarrassment for everyone."

The shareholders spoke up one after another, determined to remove Marion from his position of power.

Marion was unperturbed. "I'd like to know who the more suitable leader is."