She Became Rich After Divorce

Chapter 241: Iker Actually Likes Romance Novels

Chapter 241: Iker Actually Likes Romance Novels

At the conference room of the Foley Group, it was now as noisy as a marketplace, with shareholders whispering and discussing amongst themselves.

"Why hasn't Mr. Foley arrived yet?"

"I don't know. This is the second time this month he's been late. What is Kelvin up to?"

"It seems like Cody hasn't shown up today either! Could there be some secret clash going on between them? Cody doesn't strike me as the type to willingly step back."

"That old man is shrewd and waiting for something to happen. This will surely be an interesting show."

"What a waste of my time! Kelvin suddenly announced a shareholder meeting this morning, causing me to leave the house wearing the wrong shoes."

And now Kelvin himself hadn't even shown up.

The discontent in the room grew louder and even employees working outside began to eavesdrop on what was happening inside.

If this were in the past, who would dare be distracted during work hours? They might not even want their jobs anymore.

The door to the conference room slowly opened and Chris' tall figure appeared before everyone else's eyes, instantly silencing all noise inside.

Everyone unconsciously looked towards him at once as he walked in wearing his unchanging black suit with slicked-back hair while holding a folder of documents.

Chris walked in behind him with a woman by his side wearing a well-tailored white suit jacket over her bright pink V-neck shirt that matched her white pencil skirt and nude stockings perfectly paired with silver high heels that gave off an air of professionalism about her appearance.

The company employees had all seen Abbie before, but she used to dress like a noble lady without any special features that made people think she was pretty. As for the reason why Mr. Foley seemed drawn towards her, they just thought the tastes of successful men tend to be rather unique.

However, today she had suddenly changed her style; she wore heavy makeup on her face which made it seem like she had finally embraced fashionably sexy intellectual beauty which suited her quite well.

But wasn't Miss Berry supposed to be studying ballet? Why did she dress up like this when coming into the conference room?

Chris gestured for Abbie to sit on Cody's seat on left side which no one dared take even if Cody didn't come into office that day because it belonged solely to him

Amid the astonished gazes of the crowd, Abbie took a seat in Cody's place. Her legs naturally closed together, and her gentle hands were neatly folded on her lap, her back straight.

No wonder she had a ballet background. Even her sitting posture was perfectly graceful, exuding an innate elegance.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if I could have your attention, please," Abbie spoke. "I'm here to announce two important matters that concern the future development of the Foley Group. I kindly ask all the board members for your cooperation."

Chris was not as important as the other board members in terms of status, but he was Kelvin's right- hand man. Although he was only a CEO assistant, his invisible power made people wary.

The conference room fell silent.

Abbie's bright eyes were full of anticipation as she looked towards the door, hoping that Kelvin would be surprised when he found out she had become a new board member.

She wasn't just a woman who knew how to dance.

But Chris disappointed her with his first announcement, "Ahem, let me announce the first thing. Mr. Foley may not come to work today and the shareholders' meeting will proceed as usual."

What!

Kelvin wouldn't come to work?

Abbie's enthusiasm was like being doused with cold water; her heart cooled off considerably and she felt very regretful.

She had specially chosen this weekend to regain control of shares so that she could surprise him on Monday morning.

Who knew there would be such an unexpected turn of events?

Mr. Foley wouldn't come?

The other shareholders were slightly surprised but remained silent while looking at their injured documents.

Chris breathed a sigh of relief when everything seemed stable and continued with his second announcement, "And the second thing is that Cody's directorship is no longer retained from today

onwards; Miss Abbie Berry is our new director now! Let us welcome her with applause!"

The conference room erupted into thunderous applause; loud cheers echoed throughout space for several minutes before dying down gradually.

However, Abbie sat in her seat staring blankly at the door without reacting even though everyone applauded for several minutes until Chris walked over and whispered softly beside her ear, "Miss Berry... Miss Berry... it's time for your speech."

Abbie snapped out of it suddenly and put on an appropriate smile before standing up straight by supporting herself on top of table using both hands.

"Thank you for your applause," said Abbie formally while feeling overwhelmed by all this attention since it was only her first day at work after all.

"I hope you will take care of me in the future," added Abbie humbly before receiving compliments from those who previously flattered Cody but now changed their target immediately after hearing about Abbie's appointment.

"Miss Berry is too modest! You are a talented woman who has returned from studying abroad!" exclaimed one shareholder excitedly while another added, "Yes indeed! Miss Berry will be our company's pillar in the future!"

Chris listened to the old men's words and rolled his eyes in his mind. What a bunch of fence-sitters.

Omari was quite the go-getter. He said he was going to move to the Lawrence Villa and immediately went back to pack his bags. A few hours later, three medium-sized trucks set off with red ribbons tied on their fronts. The lead car was a black Maybach, and it drove in an "S" shape down the wide road, drawing a lot of attention.

Cheyenne slept until about noon after breakfast, then changed into a retro-style dress with mushroom-shaped collar made of black fungus that reached her ankles. A large black bow tied behind her waist made her waist look even slimmer and flatter.

Her scattered chestnut wavy hair fell on her shoulders, with a fox-shaped diamond hairpin clipped on one side of her ear while several tassels hung between strands just above her delicate collarbone.

She looked like a dark fairy.

Iker lazily raised his eyes at Cheyenne. A gust of wind lifted a page of the book, causing it to flip to another. "You sure know how to sleep in. It's already one-thirty," Iker remarked.

Cheyenne gracefully let out a yawn and, wearing a pair of pink slippers, made her way from the staircase to where he was sitting. Her gaze fixed on the book in his hands.

Why did it look so familiar?

From the comic characters on the cover, wasn't it Comic Kingdom that she bought in elementary school?

Iker finished reading "Desert Princess Consort", an ongoing manga series published weekly in magazines. Without any expression on his face, he put it down flatly onto the table before pointing at its publication date.

He parted his lips and uttered a sentence that left Cheyenne in disbelief.

"I've finished it. Do you have the next issue?"

Cheyenne was left speechless.This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.