Became A Queen After divorce

If not for “Mr. X” appearing at just the right time, there would have been no way for Kelvin to make it on his own.

As soon as Cody finished speaking, others in the company began whispering, causing chaos once again.

Just then, the tightly closed office door suddenly opened, revealing a tall and handsome man standing before them all. His short, slightly disheveled hair clung to his face.

His charming eyes were dark and cold, making it difficult for anyone to look directly at him. Despite the mud and water stains on his white shirt, the man exuded an air of nobility.

He strode forward, tossing his suit jacket onto the back of his chair with precision. Sitting down elegantly, he surveyed the room before speaking in a low voice, “Let’s begin.”

The people who had been expressing their dissatisfaction moments ago all fell silent, heads bowed as they focused on their files.

Only Cody still seemed unhappy about Kelvin being an hour late to today’s meeting. He raised his head to stare straight at Kelvin and asked, “Shouldn’t you explain why you’re late?”

Kelvin’s gaze sharpened instantly upon hearing this question.

With just one glance from him, Cody felt a chill run down his spine but stood up straight nonetheless, strong and composed as he met Kelvin’s stare head-on.

Kelvin suddenly slammed the file in front of him onto the table with a loud thud that echoed throughout the conference room.

Although it wasn’t very loud, everyone could hear it clearly.

“I don’t have to explain anything to you,” Kelvin said coldly. “If you don’t want to stay for this meeting, then leave.”

Cody was so angry that his face turned pale. After all, he was the second-largest shareholder in this company!© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

When the Foley Group was founded, the Berry family was one of the five founding members. His older brother, Foster Berry, died in the line of duty, leaving behind a sickly daughter named Abbie, who had been around Kelvin for so many years without being acknowledged. He was constantly suppressed by Kelvin in the company. With all this in mind, how could Cody not be angry. The Foley family never even considered them as part of their own.

“Mr. Foley, even if you don’t explain it to me, you should explain it to all shareholders here. We’ve wasted an hour for nothing!” Cody spoke up fearlessly once again.

Upon hearing this, Kelvin glanced at other shareholders and gave a faint smile.

“Do others think I need to explain?” This smile made people shudder with fear.

They would rather see Mr. Foley get angry than see him smile like that because it felt extremely dangerous.

“No, no, no, there must be a reason why Mr. Foley is late. Time is running out; let’s start our meeting quickly.”

“Yes! Mr. Foley seems exhausted from rushing here too.”

“Mr. Foley, let’s start our meeting now. It’s about time for lunch break but we really need your input on our work.”

The flattery filled the conference room, making Chris feel sick to his stomach. These people were so fake and insincere.

Earlier, when Mr. Foley hadn’t arrived yet, they had all been echoing with Cody about needing an explanation. But now they were all flattering Mr. Foley.

Kelvin raised his hand expressionlessly and ordered everyone to stop speaking. He announced in a cold voice, “Since we all agree that time is valuable, let’s start the meeting now. Chris, turn on the projector for the slides.”

“Yes, Mr. Foley,” Chris replied.

Today’s meeting was much faster-paced than usual and not as long-winded. In fact, compared to other meetings they had attended before, they’d rather attend meetings hosted by Mr. Foley, which didn’t drag on forever just to come up with a conclusion.

However, Mr. Foley’s presence was always too strong for them; they often needed to be fully alert just to keep up with him.

When it was time for work hours to end, Kelvin summarized what needed attention again before announcing that everyone could leave now that their tasks had been assigned.

There was an obvious sigh of relief from everyone in attendance who then left one by one from the conference room.

Cody remained silent throughout the entire process, but it seemed like he had something to say as he dragged his feet to leave.

Kelvin lifted his head and looked at him with cold, sharp eyes. “Is there anything else that Mr. Berry needs clarification on?”

Under Kelvin’s stare, Cody couldn’t vent his frustration and answered through gritted teeth, “It’s just a personal matter. Since my niece has returned home, I want to pick her up tonight and bring her back home. It wouldn’t be right to disturb Mr. Foley.”

Cody thought, ‘Since Kelvin has divorced for Abbie’s sake, he must have some feelings for Abbie. As long as I can control Abbie, I can also control Kelvin.’

But unexpectedly, Kelvin nodded without hesitation. “That’s right. Chris, notify Abbie and tell her to pack her bags.”

“Okay,” Chris replied.

This left Cody bewildered.

Shouldn’t Mr. Foley express some courtesy or show some hesitation?

But instead of that expected reaction from Kelvin, he simply nodded nonchalantly.

Cody couldn’t understand Kelvin; although Kelvin was more than twenty years younger than himself in age, Kelvin was much more scheming than he expected.

“Alright then, thank you very much for letting my niece go.”

Chris snorted disdainfully and thought, ‘Mr. Foley hasn’t restricted Miss Berry freedom at all! It’s Miss Berry who went to the company with Mr. Foley once she returned home. Mr. Foley had no choice but to temporarily send her to the villa. Surprisingly, she settled in comfortably and even acted like the mistress of the house by changing up the room’s decor.’

It was just a small matter of spending some money. The villa had plenty of rooms, so Kelvin went along with it.

However, most of the time Kelvin actually lived in his bachelor apartment.

It was a small place that he and Cheyenne bought near downtown after they got married. It was only about three hundred square feet in size.

It was close to his company and made it convenient for him to commute.

Abbie wanted to live in the apartment with him, but Kelvin said he didn’t like being disturbed and refused her request.

She had no choice but to request to live in Cheyenne’s old room instead.

Kelvin instinctively frowned when she asked. “How about you pick another room? Don’t you love reading? There’s an empty room next to my study that you can stay in.”

The study?

Wasn’t that close to Kelvin’s bedroom?

Abbie agreed anyway without knowing that Kelvin never really stayed at the villa. He only went there occasionally with Cheyenne.

He left later that night. The study was just for show; all of its books such as romance novels and comic books belonged to Cheyenne.