I'm Sorry My Love Novel

Chapter 663 Status Doesn’t Equal Ability

Aidan was going to leave, but Leanna held his hand. He turned around and noticed her staring at him, her eyes

open. He held her hand. "After today, it's done."

"What would you like to have for dinner?"

Aidan smiled. "I like everything you make."

Leanna smiled, and she covered her face with her blanket, muttering, "You're lying again."

"When have I ever lied to you?"

Leanna let his hand go. "Yeah, yeah. Go."

Aidan took a few steps ahead and went back for a quick kiss. "Wait for me."

"I will…" Aidan left, and Leanna lay on her bed, trying to sleep, but she couldn't. She sat up and scratched her head,

then she checked her phone to see what time it was. Seven thirty? A yawn escaped her lips, and she got out of bed.

Zoe and Charlotte came at 9.00AM. When they saw the feast of breakfast on the table, their jaws dropped. Zoe

asked, "Is it a happy day today?"

Leanna came out of the kitchen. "Just thought I had a lot of food in the fridge, so I made these before they could go

bad."

"But we can't finish all of these," said Charlotte.

"Just pick and choose what you want. I'll pack everything else and take them to the workshop." She put her stuff

down and went back into the kitchen. "Oh, you girls might have to eat out tonight. Or just get delivery."

"Wh—"

Zoe elbowed Charlotte. "Sure. I'll take Charlotte to our college. There's a ton of food around it.

Leanna nodded. "Okay."

Once Leanna had gone into the kitchen, Zoe said, "Man, you're stupid. They're obviously trying to get some time

alone. Give them some time, will you?"

Oh, oh, is that right? Charlotte quickly covered her mouth.

Zoe patted her arm. "We'll just stay out for a bit and make sure we don't bother them when we come home."

…

It wasn't even working hours yet, but everyone in Pearson Group was already present and accounted for, and the

air was fraught with tension. Every pantry was filled with groups of employees talking about the company's future.

"Wonder what the BOD is trying to do this time. I did hear some rumors, and they're scaring me."

"About Mr. Pearson going to step down as president? I heard that too, but it's not possible, right?"

"Never say never. You know what's been happening lately. Mr. Pearson called all the branch managers back, and

you've seen the changes to those bigger projects. I heard the share prices are—"

"Alright, that's about enough."

"But say Mr. Pearson really is stepping down, then who's taking over?"

"He has a brother. Maybe it's him?"

"But he's wheelchair-bound, and he's never worked on any company affairs either. I don't think he's the best guy for

us."

"Not like we can call the shots."

"True. We can discuss all we want, but things might change after the meeting is done."

"Honestly, if Mr. Pearson does step down, the company's future might be uncertain."

"I don't want him to leave."

"Me neither."

At the same time, Aidan's assistant knocked on his door. "Sir, the board is all here."

Aidan grunted and looked at the time. "How much longer does Jonathan need?"

"Mr. Stoll has just disembarked. It will take him half an hour to arrive."

"I see. Prepare the files and take them to the conference hall. I'll be there in ten."

"Yes, sir."

The board of directors was engaged in discussion as well. Ever since Aidan kicked out all of Gordon's spies, the

board was made up of people on his side. They too had lately caught wind of Aidan's possible resignation, and most

objected to it.

These people were either the employees whom Aidan raised after he started working at Pearson Group, or they

were the veterans who picked Aidan's side. After so many years, they knew the company could never have grown

this much without Aidan. If he were to leave, the company's share prices would dip, and all of them would be

plunged into trouble.

They could not afford Aidan's leaving, for that would be a great loss. When Aidan showed up, everyone protested

his leaving.

Aidan took his seat and listened to everyone's opinion. The board of directors went on and on for five minutes

before they took a break to get some water, and then Aidan slowly said, "Is that all?"

One elderly director said, "Mr. Pearson, I hope you will consider our opinion."

Aidan said, "I have made up my mind, and I do not intend to change it."

"You…"

Aidan continued, "I've made all the necessary arrangements for the company to keep running after my departure.

Your profit will not be affected."

Some directors coughed. "Look, profit isn't what we're trying to say here."

"Everyone does something in anticipation of a reward in return. I know why you took my side." Aidan put his hand

on the table. Calmly, he said, "I know some of you dislike me because I'm an illegitimate son. You think the

company's name would be tarnished if I were to run this whole show."

Some of the older directors did think so. They didn't like that Aidan was an illegitimate son, but they only talked

about it in private. If they brought it up anywhere else, it might affect their profit. Aidan did give them more in

dividends than when Gordon ran the company.

One of the directors, who had been quiet, said, "The fact that you managed to stay as president for so long is

enough to prove that the circumstances of your birth have nothing to do with your capabilities."

The other directors said, "Yeah, it doesn't matter whom you're born to. Besides, you're the only heir to the family. If

you leave, then we'd be left without a leader."

Aidan coolly answered, "You know I have a brother."

Everyone stopped talking, and they exchanged a look.

"He's the only legal heir to the family, and as such, this company belongs to him."