Pampered By My Three Brothers: The Return Of The Neglected Heiress - Chapter 1047

Chapter 1047: This is how you do it.
Because of the incident in the lobby, Zoren kindly insisted that Atlas and Allen stay in his office. Zoren and Benjamin remained for a while, but since their upcoming meeting, they had to leave to ensure everything was settled.

Of course, Zoren didn’t have to go, but he thought Atlas wanted some private time. So, out of courtesy, he went to the meeting room earlier and spent time messaging his wife.

“I should’ve known,” Allen huffed, seated across from his boss. “Even before he graduated, he was already doing internships at Global Prime Logistics. Besides, he’s the heir. So, he doesn’t have to go through a real job hunt. Being the CEO is his actual first job. I never felt so poor for quite some time until now.”

Another deep exhale escaped Allen as he looked at Atlas. For some reason, Atlas seemed busy with his phone.

‘I wonder who he’s messaging? He rarely uses his phone, because whenever he needs something, he prefers calling,’ Allen thought, shaking his head as he realized he was getting distracted. “But then again, he’s still… amazing.”

Despite the initial shock, the more Allen thought about it, the more he couldn’t help but feel proud. Looking at Atlas, his eyes shimmered as he clasped his hands together.

Atlas arched a brow when he noticed the positive energy coming from across the table. Lifting his eyes, all he saw was the blinding sparkle around Allen.

“What’s wrong with you?” he wondered, but Allen continued to glow. “Allen, get it together. If you’re angry at the security guard, go back there and go in and out of the building ten times. They’d be very pissed.”

“Sir… I just realized that my boss is amazing!”

“Hmm?”

Allen beamed. “Sir, whatever you do in life, I’ll make sure to support you all the way! I’d be your loyal servant through and through!”

“…” Atlas’s already dead expression grew even more blank as he looked at his assistant. His mouth parted slightly, but he chose peace and closed it. Instead, Atlas ignored Allen and focused on his phone, continuing his lengthy message to Old Mrs. Pierson, which was written in an old-fashioned way to match her style.

He found a liking to this type of exchange.

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Sometime later…

Shareholders and board members began arriving at the Pierson Corporation, one after another. They were all aware of today’s agenda, and thus, they arrived with a clear head, observing the situation. The chairwoman’s retirement was a huge event for the company, as it could mean another battle over the shares.

This meant there was a high possibility that Zoren might get kicked out.

How?

If Old Mrs. Pierson distributed her shares to the other branches of the family and not just to Zoren, that would give William Pierson some advantages. Right now, William was the only one who had actively shown interest in the leadership spot. Even if Old Mrs. Pierson gave William a fraction of her shares, everyone was aware that William had been secretly buying shares.

Some of the shareholders were given some offers, some rejected outright, and others reconsidered. A few had already agreed to sell their shares. Of course, those who sold their shares kept quiet about it, as this was a private matter and shouldn’t be shared with anyone else until the time was right.

Today, the share percentage would play a huge role.

It explained the tension in the air as the board members started walking into the meeting room, one after another. Much to their surprise, Zoren was already inside. Some of them glanced at each other with genuine wonder in their eyes, while others had their theories.

“This is rare. CEO Pierson never arrives before anyone else,” someone at the round table spoke quietly to the person next to him. “What do you think this means?”

“I think he’s anxious,” another group at the table whispered among themselves, giving Zoren some glances. “I would be if I were in his position.”

“Do you think the chairwoman would leave her favorite grandson just a small fraction of her shares?” one of them ventured. “Even if it kills the company, she’d pass it all on to CEO Pierson. That much is guaranteed.”

The other two with him nodded in agreement. “Regardless, Old Mrs. Pierson still had no choice but to divide a small fraction of her shares to avoid any malice on the board.”

It was complicated, but Old Mrs. Pierson’s division of shares was also important. Everything was for the sake of the Pierson Corporation and its future.

“Look. Director William Pierson is already here,” someone said quietly, jerking their chin at the entrance. Entering the room were William and a few of his lackeys, followed by a young, charming man. “Who is that?”

Everyone who had their eyes on the entrance and saw Jonathan couldn’t help but wonder about him. This was the first time they had seen Jonathan, and it piqued their curiosity.

“Hey,” someone at the table whispered, leaning closer to the person next to her. “This is what I heard recently…”

The person whispered something to the other, leaving the other person gasping in shock. The two of them looked at each other, one nodding and the other shaking her head.

“Hehe…” William laughed joyfully, nodding in satisfaction as one of his lackeys pulled out a seat for him. He smirked as he snapped his eyes in Zoren’s direction while sitting down. “Jonathan, take a seat beside me. I have a gift for you. Take this as a congratulatory gift.”

Jonathan raised his brows and tilted his head to the side.

PING! DING!

Before Jonathan could wonder, he heard pings echo in the room. It wasn’t just one phone—everyone’s phones seemed to receive messages at the same time. When Jonathan’s phone vibrated, he curiously took it out and checked the message.

“Hmm?” Jonathan checked the text message, which contained a link to an article. Clicking the link, he was redirected to a news article from one of the most trusted sources in Anteca.

[HEADLINE: THE PIERSON CORPORATION’S SECRET HEIR?!]

[HEADLINE: THE FORMER CEO OF PIERSON CORPORATION’S ILLEGITIMATE CHILD?]

[OTHER ARTICLES: THINGS TO KNOW ABOUT THE PIERSON CORPORATION]

Jonathan raised his brows before his gaze fell on William, only to see the latter’s smug smirk. “This is how you do it. You have to act before the enemy. Remember that. This time, he can’t turn the tables.”