Chapter 1458 - Get Off The Stage, Cyril!

Chapter 1458: Get Off The Stage, Cyril!

The "agree" votes were increasing at visible speed, yet the "disagree" votes seemed to be stuck, with only one or two votes appearing infrequently.

Agree 30.

Disagree 30.

The guests were all excitedly looking at the "agree" votes which caught up spectacularly. After disregarding the four "abstain" votes, there were still three more votes left in the box, which meant the result would be announced very soon, and it could go either way.

Although Gloria's demeanor was still calm, apart from nervousness in her eyes, there was also a hint of anticipation. The extra five voting slips could have been from people moved by her earlier speech.

T-this is impossible! How did she receive 30 votes?! Cyril couldn't believe his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that the results were not known yet, he would have rushed to inspect whether the voting slips were tampered with.

Harvey and Bowen shared a look, and their faces were a little dark. Their gazes instinctively traveled to Scheer, who was swirling her wine glass calmly. The only plausible explanation was that Scheer had taken Gloria's side, and wiped out their two families' effort with the Buffett Family's power.

"Two imbeciles." Scheer chuckled softly as she looked at Gloria. Her improvisational performance had been rather effective, or maybe Jeffree had given her some help secretly.

"Why can't we make her lose her board member's seat?" Cyril's twin daughters had a savage expression. They thought they would be able to see Gloria make a fool of herself today. Adding insult to injury was their favorite game, but now the result was showing a trend of reversal.

Mag sat up straight subconsciously. He, too, hadn't expected that a voting session would make him so tense. As a friend, he naturally hoped Gloria could win, and he was rather impressed with her life values.

The remaining three tickets made the atmosphere in the banquet hall tense up instantaneously. All the gazes were fixed on the voting box in front of Manard.

Manard was affected by his emotions, and his expression became tense too. He only reached into the voting box after a brief hesitation. He took out a vote and opened it with a severe expression before reading it out. "The 65th vote, disagree."

"Fantastic!" Cyril's eyes lit up, and he clenched his fists excitedly. Only one more "disagree" vote was needed from the remaining two votes, and he would succeed at this impeachment exercise.

Gloria looked at the remaining two votes in the box with pursed lips. She had already ruled out all the board members who could have voted for her. She already couldn't think of any board members who would support her.

However, even if she was deposed today, she wouldn't feel too bad, because so many board members had voted for her. At least it proved that people believed in the words she said.

Under everyone's gaze, Manard took out another vote from the box and opened it gradually. His eyes widened slightly. "Agree!"

"Yes!"

A childish cheer erupted in a corner.

Everyone looked toward the origin of the cheer, and saw Amy who was snuggling in Mag's arms with half of her face buried in his chest. All their eyes lit up. "What an adorable little girl!"

31:31!

Suspense filled the air again, and the result was on that last vote in the box.

"The last vote." Manard reached into the box, grabbed the vote, and slowly pulled it out.

Everyone's gaze followed his hand closely with bated breath.

Disagree! Disagree! It has to be disagree! Cyril chanted in his heart. Cold sweat was already beading on his forehead.

Collaborating with Bowen and Harvey was equivalent to him declaring war on his father. He was counting on the fact that Jeffree would have no choice but to let him inherit the Moreton Family after impeaching Gloria and removing her as a possible heir.

However, if Gloria wasn't deposed from her board member's seat, then his plans would totally go awry. Not only would he lose his status in the Chamber of Commerce, he also had no idea how to face Jeffree.

"Cyril, that fool, must have failed to make those board members under the Moretons vote for him. If we lose the voting today, all our plans would be futile." Bowen began to plan for the worst-case scenario in his heart with a sullen face.

"The 67th vote, agree!" Manard read out the result on the last vote in a low voice.

"Yes!"

"What a happy result!"

Cheers erupted in the crowd, and smiles appeared on many guests' faces. Compared with those high-ranking board members who did nothing apart from bullying them, the normal members, they naturally preferred Miss Gloria more.

Everyone from Mamy Restaurant smiled too. Although she only won by one vote, she did still win.

Mag slumped back into his seat, and heaved a breath of relief with an "as expected" expression as he calmly said, "It's indeed as expected."

"That mister wearing the green hat's face has become black." Amy smilingly pointed at Cyril.

In a corner of the banquet hall, Mars clenched his fists tightly. Even though he had tried his best to control his emotions, he couldn't hide the excitement on his face. Perhaps this signified that Gloria had officially entered the Chaos City's circle of business elite, and meant a whole new step for him.

"This is great!" Debra threw herself into Lance's arms.

"Yes. Gloria has won." Lance chuckled as he hugged Debra, and wiped off her tears with a silk handkerchief.

Meanwhile, Mickey was already bouncing up and down at the side.

"Jeffree, you have a good granddaughter." Michael smiled at Jeffree.

"You're being too kind, my lord," Jeffree replied with composure, but he was looking at Gloria with a gratified gaze.

At least this girl didn't disgrace him today, and also saved the Moreton Family from the trouble of being taken over by the Dodgeses and Marquises.

"The result of the voting is 32 'agree' votes, 31 'disagree' votes, and four 'abstain' votes!" Manard smiled as he loudly declared to Gloria, "Congratulations, Miss Gloria. According to the voting result, you will continue to be the Chamber of Commerce's board member until the next board members' election."

Loud applause erupted in the banquet hall, and everyone was smiling at Gloria. Today, Gloria had officially become the Chamber of Commerce's board member with all the members bearing witness to it.

It wasn't because she was the president's granddaughter, but because she was an outstanding business person. Her unique thinking and actions had gained the recognition of the majority of the members.

"No. This has to be fake! There's something wrong with the votes!" Cyril rushed forward, and hysterically said, "I request a check on the tickets! And to vote again!"

"Get off the stage, Cyril!" Jeffree stood up and slammed the table while glaring at Cyril. "Where do you think you are now? How dare you make a scene here? This voting was conducted with the city lord and all the members of the Chamber as witnesses. Do you think you can overthrow the result just by throwing a tantrum? If you continue to make a scene, I will remove your board member's position in accordance with the board's rules and regulations!"