Chapter: 1747
Meanwhile, in a lavish villa elsewhere, Zayden lounged on a leather sofa, a cigar between his fingers. He released a languid exhale and directed his gaze toward the individual opposite him. “How are things progressing with the board? Assisting me would undoubtedly be advantageous for them," he said.
The figure across from Zayden mirrored Zayden's relaxed demeanor, puffing on his cigar amidst the wisps of smoke.
After contemplating, the man spoke with measured deliberation. "It's feasible, but Mr. Fredrick, you must demonstrate genuine commitment first."
Zayden let out a low chuckle, casting a sidelong glance. “Becker, what do you want?"
Becker quenched his cigar with a contented smile, meeting Zayden's gaze steadily. “It's not about my desires. My allegiance lies with you. However, to navigate negotiations with the board, a tangible demonstration of commitment is indispensable."
Zayden's laughter rang out softly, his amusement evident. "Enlighten me, Becker. What is it that they seek from me?" he inquired.
“Considering your extensive business portfolio, a gesture of sharing wouldn't go amiss. Besides, we must consider the cunning nature of the board members. What if they perceive your reluctance as greed and refuse you?" Becker replied.
Zayden puffed on his cigar thoughtfully, understanding Becker's point.
This cunning strategist aimed to transfer some of his businesses to the Fredrick Group, taking his share in the process. However, the risk loomed large, given the volatile disposition of the board members.
Observing Zayden's hesitation, Becker smoothly pushed a document across the table.
Zayden glanced at it. It was the endorsement for his promotion, bearing the signatures of numerous shareholders.
"Half of the shareholders have already endorsed your promotion,"
Becker informed Zayden. "As for the rest, I'll work on persuading them individually. There's still potential for their signatures, and I trust you'll consider my proposed condition."
Zayden squinted his eyes, pausing a moment before nodding slowly. He set his cigar down and said, "I'll think about it."
Becker nodded in response, collected the documents, and stood up.
"I'll Look forward to some good news from you, Mr. Fredrick.”
With that, he left.
Once Becker had departed, Zayden's assistant, who had been quietly observing, asked, “Are you really considering giving in to Becker's demands, Mr. Fredrick?"
Remaining seated, Zayden pondered briefly, then flipped the question to his assistant. "Do you find him trustworthy?"
The assistant paused to think, then answered, "Becker is dependable. He's proven himself numerous times as your deep-cover informant within the Fredrick Group. I'd say he's trustworthy."