Chapter 408

Chapter 408 A Critical Strike in the Decisive Battle However, with Remington here, there was no chance for others to harm Cecelia.

Noticing the bowl of hot oil Dana threw, Remington quickly kicked it aside, causing the hot oil to splash onto Mariah’s face instead.

“Ah…”

Mariah’s face was splashed with hot oil, driving her to jump up in pain. “Ah… Mom… it’s so hot… my face hurts…”

Mariah continuously touched her face with her hand, but the scalding sensation from the hot oil penetrated her skin, generating excruciating pain.

“Mariah… Oh, my dear Mariah…”

Dana looked at her daughter-in-law who was now injured by the hot oil, feeling a mix of worry and sorrow.

Mariah’s face was still in pain. “Mom… what should I do… my face hurts so much…”

Seeing Mariah in pain, Dana remembered that Mariah had already contemplated divorcing her son.

Determined, she grabbed a handful of incense ash and applied it to Mariah’s face. “The incense ash will make it better!”

Cecelia watched the scene coldly, refraining from commenting. She wasn’t sure if Dana had done it on purpose, but applying incense ash to the scalded face was a strange choice.

Mariah might find it challenging to remarry with her face in this condition.

After taking care of Mariah’s face, Dana looked at Remington and Cecelia again, pointing at them.

“You… look at what you’ve done!”

Remington snorted. “Mrs. Songo, if you hadn’t tried to harm Cecelia just now, I wouldn’t have kicked that bowl. The consequences are your fault.

“Listen up! As long as I’m here, no one dares to bully my woman, or they’ll regret it!”

After his stern words, Remington took Cecelia and left the East Garden.

As they all exited the residence’s main gate, an ambush of a pistol was set up from the bamboo grove outside the entrance, aiming at Remington.

A muffled gunshot, accompanied by a suppressed sound due to the silencer, echoed.

Adam, sensitive to the sound, predicted the bullet’s trajectory and promptly pushed Remington aside.

Remington and Cecelia heard the gunshot, and everyone became alert. Adam, Fredric, and the other bodyguards rushed forward to protect them.

Adam dashed towards the bamboo grove, but the assailant had already retreated.

“Go back in there quickly!”

There was an ambush outside, and it was targeting Remington.

Cecelia was concerned that leaving now might result in danger, so she dragged Remington back into the residence.

Adam and Winger didn’t manage to catch up with the assailant. The attacker had come well-prepared and retreated quickly, leaving them unable to trace his whereabouts.

Adam returned to the residence and informed his sister. Cecelia frowned and said, “It seems like they’re targeting your brother-in-law. Since they failed this time, they’ll likely try again. We need to be very careful moving forward.”

“We’ll protect Mr. Nelson!” Winger, Fredric, and the rest of the bodyguards assured her.

Cecelia felt somewhat responsible. “I shouldn’t have let you reveal your true identity earlier. It was my mistake.”

“It’s okay, don’t worry. Your husband has a tough life!”

Remington comforted her as he held her in his arms. “The enemy has made us alert. They won’t act again immediately.”

To ensure their safety, Cecelia arranged for Remington to stay at the Songo Residence.

On the second mourning, the bodies of Carol and Anisa were sent for cremation.

In the afternoon, Cecelia attended the funerals, personally watching Carol’s and Anisa’s ashes buried.

Death and imprisonment were not enough.

Cecelia was determined to carry out the final stage of her plan.

The critical strike in the decisive battle was coming!

*

Due to a series of events, the Songo family had been shrouded in gloom.

The Songo Group had suffered greatly, with its stocks hitting their limit, causing a massive loss in market value.

In this downturn, Cecelia had entrusted the Seyben Group to conduct a bottom-fishing acquisition, purchasing the shares from the hands of Alfred’s second and third wives.

Now, the majority of the shares were in her hands, exceeding 51%, giving her absolute control. She had Upton Chase officially launch a mandatory takeover of the Songo Group in the name of the LC Group.

When Chris heard this news, he rushed to the group’s office, calling for an emergency executive meeting to address the takeover.

Facing the LC Group’s aggressive takeover, the Songo Group was caught off guard. Despite hours of meetings, they couldn’t come up with a suitable strategy.

After the meeting, Chris’s assistant reported, “Mr. Songo, the LC’s team will arrive in Porema tomorrow to discuss the acquisition.”

“The LC is being overly assertive, don’t they realize they can’t just acquire the Songo Group, even though our company isn’t performing well lately? We have a massive infrastructure that a small venturer like them can’t take over!” Chris said.

In his office, Chris paced back and forth, deep in thought. After a moment, he instructed, “Go and immediately inform the board to convene a shareholder meeting tomorrow.”

“Yes, sir!”

Chris believed that by keeping the company’s shareholders, especially the person in charge from Seyben Group, on his side, he could steer the company back on course and prevent his family’s business ship from straying off its intended path.

But he was unaware that Cecelia had been waiting for this opportunity, for him to convene a shareholders’ meeting.

The following morning, the Songo Group’s shareholder meeting was held in the largest conference center.

All shareholders were invited to attend, but Chris found out that not one of his siblings, who held shares in the company, was present.

“What’s going on? It’s already past the meeting time. Why aren’t they here yet?”

Chris saw the empty conference center, growing anxious. He questioned his assistant, seeking an explanation.

The assistant couldn’t figure it out either. Just then, the sound of Fiona’s voice came from outside the meeting room.

“Chris, I’m here! I heard there was a shareholder meeting today, so I came to join the fun!”

Fiona didn’t have many shares, but she was considered a small shareholder. Seeing her arrive, Chris didn’t feel particularly pleased. “It’s already so late, hurry up and come in!”

Fiona smirked, entering the meeting room.

What Chris didn’t know was that she had already transferred her shares to Cecelia. She had come to witness the spectacle, nothing more.

She wanted to see how Cecelia would strike Chris!

Later, several other siblings arrived one by one. They had all received notices about the meeting and came to increase the number of attendees.

However, none of them informed Chris that they had transferred their shares.

“Are the other shareholders still not here? Have you contacted the Seyben Group?”

Chris was becoming increasingly impatient, for he thought that by the time Seyben Group, the biggest shareholder, should have been here before the meeting, but Chris didn’t have any sight of them at all.

The assistant was about to go and check again when a group of people, with the Seyben Group at the forefront, arrived one after another.

“Oh, dear bosses, I thought you wouldn’t be coming today!”

Chris finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone.

“Mr. Songo, we apologize for the delay on the way here. We came a bit late.” CEO Elliot Spencer of Seyben Group spoke up.

“That’s fine, that’s fine. Please take your seats in the conference room!”

Chris ushered everyone into the conference center, where they took their seats. He presided over the shareholder meeting.

“Ladies and gentlemen, I’d like to thank all of you for taking the time to attend this shareholder meeting.

I’m sure you’re aware of the recent challenges our family has faced, which have also impacted the Songo Group.

“However, I believe that with the support of our esteemed shareholders, the Songo Group will be able to weather these difficulties.”

After Chris’s speech, Elliot spoke. “Mr. Songo, we’ve heard that the LC Group has initiated a takeover project against the Songo Group. How do you plan to deal with this?”

Chris had already prepared his thoughts. “Ladies and gentlemen, the purpose of today’s gathering is to discuss this matter. I do not want the acquisition to proceed.

“I hope that you can continue to support me. I will also try to increase my shareholding to ensure that the Songo Group will not be acquired.”

“I’m afraid your hopes may not come to fruition. Can you tell us what percentage of the Songo family’s shares you currently hold?” Elliot inquired.

“Our family’s stake has always been at 51%, and I hold 20% of the shares.”

“In that case, it seems that the Songo Group won’t be able to fend off the acquisition. The shares held by our boss have already reached 51%, giving our boss absolute controlling ownership of the company.”

“How is that possible? Seyben Group only has 20%, and aren’t you the boss, Mr. Spencer?” Chris asked in confusion.

“Mr. Songo, you may not be aware, but our boss is someone else!” Elliot replied.

“Who is it?”

As Chris wondered, the door to the conference center swung open.