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The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call

Chapter 839
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Chapter 839 His Days Are Numbered The high-level executives, typically known for their enjoyment rather than their diligence, were now the most anxious. After all, they habitually delegated tasks to their subordinates rather than engaging in the work themselves.

"Didn't you guys say companies like Quinnell Group wouldn't affect us?" "Mr. Larsen, with our current scale, we really can't compare to Quinnell Group, and our main business is different too." "But why is everyone talking about resigning now?" "L... Ms. Quinnell's words were too impactful." "Can't you guys learn a thing or two from her marketing tactics?" Swere already feeling helpless. How could they learn when they were not standing in the sposition? And who was it that said Wynter was just a country bumpkin from a small town and was unworthy of concern? They even mocked her for not fitting into their elite circles.

Well, she didn't need to fit into saristocratic circle anyway. Her sights were set on the heads of these listed companies.

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A company akin to Quinnell Group, albeit smaller in scale, frequently undercut Quinnell Group's business with inferior products. Now, they had met their downfall.

The Fenton and Winston families bore the brunt of the impact. Executives from both companies were now scratching their heads. Their already sparse hair beceven sparser.

"Why did she venture into the entertainment sector? Didn't anyone get the memo?" "What do we do now?" "Don't ask me. Just go out and corner the market. Don't worry about the entertainment sector first.” "We can't. The tech side is saying they're resigning." What could they use to corner the market? Before, the top four most prestigious families had hopes of catching up with the Quinnell family.

But now, the Quinnell family's momentum was about to catch up with the Yarwood family, with their market value doubling.

And that was not all. From now on, graduates from top universities, along with shidden talents, especially in the IT industry, would flock to the Quinnell family.

The top four families had lost their edge. The swas true for other companies in the industry.

Shareholders with their own agendas were also privately contacting each other.

Chapter 639 His Days Are Numbered 22 Whenever Declan called for a gathering at the villa, there would typically be at least seven shareholders in attendance, if not ten.

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But now, only three showed up. The table wasn't even full.

One of them stammered, "I really can't spare any tlately, Mr. Quinnell Senior. It's not that I don't want to participate, but look at Wynter. If she can deal with her father like that, she'll be ruthless to us." Declan squeezed his sandalwood beads until his hand turned red, but his face remained calm. "It's not a big deal. Why are you so flustered? With the master around, how bad do you think the outccould possibly be? As soon as the word 'master' was mentioned, the man seemed to be stricken with fear. His face turned slightly pale.

Declan didn't rush him. He just poured a cup of coffee and pushed it toward him. "Things on that end are almost ready. The master has also instructed that once this batch is delivered, each of us will get what we want. It's just a small hiccup that caused things to get a bit out of control.

"But you can all rest assured. It won't happen again. And the master has Ο found a way to deal with Dalton. As long as he's gone, you won't have so many concerns about taking action, right?"

Declan looked at the shareholder who spoke earlier. "You all know the master's abilities. Sthings are still in the planning stages, so we can't panic." "Mr. Quinnell Senior is right. Why are you so flustered?" Another man nudged his friend.

The shareholder poured himself a drink, and the atmosphere at the table beclively again.

After finishing his drink, he asked again, "Mr. Quinnell Senior, can the master really deal with Dalton?" "His days are numbered."