Chapter 35: Face Slapping
Thirty minutes later, Naomi returned to Stefan’s office, her steps uncertain, a deep frown carved across her usually composed face.
Ruby noticed immediately. "Naomi? What’s wrong?"
Naomi hesitated for a beat before answering, her voice low and worried. "Mr. Winters... there’s a board meeting happening right now. I overheard in the hallway—it’s being led by your uncle and a few of the board members."
Stefan’s jaw tightened at her words. His fingers stilled against the armrest of his chair, the slow drumming ceasing entirely.
"Richard," he muttered, his voice edged with frustration.
Ruby turned to him, her brows knitted together. "I’m sure it’s because of the conference. How could Richard be doing this at this time," she said, trying not to get upset.
Stefan didn’t answer right away. He didn’t have to as even he was already getting angry at Richard.
Half of the board supported Richard Winters and that was why Richard would always try to discredit him whenever he encountered any difficulty.
They had always been a quiet majority—watching, waiting, never overtly rebellious, but their loyalty to Richard was no secret in the upper floors of Winters Corp after the death of Stefan’s father.
Ruby stepped closer, lowering her voice. "What do we do now?"
Stefan’s expression was unreadable. "Nothing. I wasn’t invited to the meeting, which means they don’t want me there. And I’m not about to barge into something they didn’t intend for me to attend. Or maybe I will, when the time for face slapping comes. Too bad I wouldn’t be able to see their faces."
Just then, the office door slammed open with full force.