Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 859

“But if the Lance family splits, it wouldn't be entirely impossible.”

“What are you talking about? As long as I'm breathing, the corporation will never be divided.”

Lord Leonard Lance finally spoke up, silencing the room.

Just then, Richard and Lawrence walked in, immediately taking the seats flanking the old man.

Owen didn't bother fighting them for the positions, refusing to engage in such petty power plays.

“Leonard, what I just suggested is a viable solution. It benefits everyone, reduces friction, and will prevent countless conflicts down the line,” Owen said calmly.

Forcing Owen to work with those two just to maintain the illusion of a happy family would inevitably lead to absolute chaos.

“And I've told you,” Leonard snapped. “As long as I'm around, a split is out of the question.”

His grandson was incredibly capable, but entirely too ruthless and stubborn.

The past was in the past. Why did he insist on tearing the family apart over it?

If the old man was going to be this stubborn, Owen wouldn't hesitate to target Richard and Lawrence relentlessly.

The board meeting officially commenced. Lawrence, as the outgoing CEO, took the floor first.

“Chairman, esteemed board members! Over the past three years, my lack of experience has caused the corporation some trouble, and our performance hasn't been ideal. For that, I sincerely apologize. If given another chance, I will cherish it and give it my absolute all.”

His little speech managed to extinguish half of the board's grievances. Murmurs rippled through the room.

“It's true, everyone has a learning curve. His lack of experience is forgivable.”

“Not everyone has Owen's natural talent.”

“Lawrence has had a tough run. Maybe we should give him another shot?”

……

Owen merely raised an eyebrow. “If I'm such a bastard, why did you beg me to come back so many times?”

The shareholders exchanged stunned glances, silently marveling at his absolute audacity.

Leonard's jaw trembled with rage, but he didn't dare tell Owen to get out. He knew full well that Owen didn't need the Lance Group. He really would walk away.

Slamming his hand on the table, Leonard barked, “We will now proceed with the shareholder vote.”

The board members exchanged nervous looks, at a loss for words. Even those who had defended Lawrence moments ago kept their mouths shut and simply voted as instructed.

Let's see how you handle this with your arrogant attitude if we don't vote for you, some thought bitterly.

As expected, the results were far from ideal. Owen's votes were tied perfectly with Lawrence's!

He knew that being away for three years had changed a lot of things.