Moreover, Bennett held thirty percent of the shares in the Segarine Group, and Benico possessed the same amount.

They each held an equal share, making it a challenging endeavor for Benico to remove Bennett from his position.

Unsurprisingly, the meeting ended with Benico storming out of the room, anger written all over his face.

Bennett remained seated at the head of the table, his face inscrutable, yet his mood was somber. Jackson considered approaching him to remind him of the important appointment Later on, but ultimately, he just zipped up and walked away.

After everyone else had left the meeting room, Bennett finally rose from his seat. The chair scraped the floor, emitting a harsh noise.

Upon seeing him exit, Jackson subconsciously followed, calling out, “Mr. Dreskin."

Bennett entered the elevator and pressed the button for the basement floor, his cold eyes filled with malice.

Witnessing this, Jackson halted before the elevator doors, not daring to follow.

The moment Bennett's car left the parking lot, a thunderous noise erupted from the sky, and raindrops the size of beans began to fall with a crackling sound.

Holding a glass by the French window, Claudia gazed at the distant dark clouds, clicking her tongue in anticipation.

She had a feeling that it might rain for at least hours today.

For some time, she watched the rain, lost in thought. Finally, she finished her glass of water and headed to refill her glass. Her plan was to continue practicing the piano upstairs.

Unexpectedly, a noise from the door grabbed her attention.

Startled, Claudia looked up to find a man entering the house, his face void of expression.

She called out instinctively, "Mr. Dreskin."

Bennett, not bothering to glance her way, walked across the room and headed down to the basement floor.

Claudia blinked her eyes, sensing that Bennett was acting a bit unusual today.

At that moment, Marcia emerged from the kitchen. "Mrs. Dreskin, has Mr. Dreskin returned?"

Claudia nodded, affirming, "He's back."

“Should I start preparing dinner earlier?”

That was a good question!

Claudia pondered for a moment before replying, "No, carry on as usual." With a nod, Marcia returned to her duties, leaving Claudia to her thoughts.

As she sat down at the piano, the expression on Bennett's face when he entered lingered in her mind, preventing her from finding peace.

She sensed that Bennett was in a bad mood.