In Gloale of Shauland, the Martin Group was now having a tough conference at this moment.
The dark blue meeting room was filled with the executives of the Martin Group.
The man, by the age of 27 or 28, sit in the first seat and leaned back on the chair with arms outstretched. He wore a dark black suit casually unbuttoned and put one hand on the table, tapping rhythmically.
This handsome man deeply stared somewhere in the conference room as if he was waiting for something. His eyes looked cold enough to freeze people into ice.
The company executives present all bowed their heads and didn't dare to breathe. Everyone knew tomorrow would be the young master's big day!
It happened all of a sudden. As soon as they were informed of the wedding tomorrow, the president's staff asked them to attend this meeting. They had been sitting here for four hours and didn't even dare to ask for a break.
"I don't want to see you all tomorrow. Got it?" The man finally opened his sexy mouth after four hours.
It was not a question. It was a order!
The executive sitting closest to him tried to reply calmly but still couldn't help trembling, "Yes, president. My wife will give birth tomorrow."
As soon as the words came out, the oppressive atmosphere in the conference room eased a little. Other executives, who were worldly-wise, immediately understood and echoed that they couldn't attend the wedding tomorrow.
Braden Martin looked at the executives with his charming eyes and said in a weird smile, "Very well."
Then he stood and left.
As soon as he left, the executives all drew long breaths. The four-hour ordeal finally ended.
Every time they had a meeting with this young president, they suffered a lot and felt more nervous than with the chairman.
He's got this strong aura that made people want to be invisible unconsciously.
When Braden entered his office, the assistant behind him knocked and said, "Mr. Nigel, it's time to board the plane."
Braden took off the coat and put it casually on the leather sofa. He raised his eyes and leveled a cold glare at the assistant, "When did I ask you to book a ticket for me?" It was difficult to figure out his mood from the tone.
The assistant was stunned, "It was the chairman's order."
Braden asked the assistant to go out and locked the office door with the remote control. He stood in front of the Koscoaburg windows with hands in pockets and looked outside, lost in thought.
Not long after, he drove away from the company .
At the same time, in Apalupe City of Baspait, Eastcairn Billa, Ivanna Palmer just woke up, stretched and rolled over in bed. She asked, "Mom, what time is it?"
When hearing the sound, her mom, Emilia Palmer, shook the head reluctantly with knitted brows. She took the fruit platter from the maid and put it on the coffee table in the living room. Then she sat beside Michael Palmer, Ivanna's father, who was reading the newspaper.
Emilia couldn't help asking, "Is it a good choice to let Ivanna marry that guy? Marriage is such a big affair in her life. Look at her now, she's just a kid. Should we follow her mind?"
Michael was distracted and had no mood to read the newspaper. He scanned it and found the familiar news, "Palmer Group, Closing Down Or Coming Back?"
"The chairman of Palmer Group, Michael had already fled abroad with his family!"
The report was about all the bad of his company such as the financial crisis of the Palmer Group, Economist Professor James, etc. As the chairman, he had no intention to deal with the crisis public relations of the company at the moment. Instead, what he worried about was the marriage of his 20-year-old daughter.
Emilia couldn't hold back her worries anymore, "How about filing for bankruptcy? We can't gamble with Ivanna's happiness."
