<h4>Chapter 235 - Don''t fool around...</h4>


    "Who support my decision can lift their hands, if I my decision is not favored we could talk the other way" though her words sounded like a convince, it is clearly a statement of dominance and a inevitablemand.


    After a partial minute of silence and anxiety almost eighty percent of the members lifted their hands in unison. After looking at their colleagues anticipating that their move is not a false expertise they sighed their fear out of the windows after looking at the majority of hands slightly shivered in the air.


    Persons who stayed passive, looked at each other in horror with quivering eyes. Some of them who could no longer extend their guts to still support Vanessa slowly lifted their hands and averted their eyes from Vanessa’s piercing gaze that would have killed them if res could dagger the person to death.


    Jean smirked inside and looked at the defeated face of Mr. Brown who had once med her for wrong usation deliberately.


    "So, Mr. Brown as Mr. President is in no state to talk I am taking this lenience to ask you to submit the resignation letter by today’s evening" Jean smirked.


    Others gulped their saliva again and again as they failed to inhale the air while the room boiled with the intimidating intensity of Jean’s words. She actually managed to take the upper hand and skillfully ruled all of them like a queen for this whole two hours that seemed like a two decades.


    Even Adam is baffled beyond his imagination at the way his niece managed to drill hermands into others hearts. She surely can manipte people like the top notch CEO....he didn’t still understand why he always tend to underestimate her.


    How can he forget that she is his brother’s daughter. But he no longer recognized her as his family, his didn’t hate his niece when his brother and sister inw died, he cared for her till the day she tried to kill his own daughter out of jealousy. If Vanessa would not have held Cassandra’s hand tightly his beloved daughter would have long died.


    At least he thought so....that Jean was the murderer and seducer. He is yet to find out the truth behind everything Jean was framed since her childhood...


    "Ms. Grey, you can’t even touch single strand of my hair. I might resign now but I will find a way to destroy thispany....if you don’t want that to happen I might suggest you not to press legal charges on me or else.." heughed hysterically..


    While others shivered by his brutal honesty Jean didn’t even flinch nor bat her eye. She looked at him with disinterest and pouted as if she is seeing child y...of course for a person like Jean this is nothing but a toy game.


    "Huff.. What will you do Mr. ck....cry or clench your teeth and stroke your hair in disdain. Hmm.. Or else scratch the walls in jail, oops.. You don’t have nails only. I suggest you Mr. ck better grow your nails fast or else you will be bored to death. Should I rmend some herbal medicine that would increase growth of nails or purchase you a artificial pair" Jean mocked him while looking at her own fingers that are not painted with any nail color. She is in deep thought which would look good for house warming ceremony.


    She is yet to go to shopping...but with whom, Scott or others. But Scott will surely eat vinegar if he don’te with her, she might better ask Seline to join them as well. But which type of gown should she purchase...


    While she is in deep thought of it Mr. Brown and others looked at her incredulously. Never they have seen someone turn a simple joke into fierce mockery. She really knitted his mouth with no words to express his burning rage.


    "Hmm.. Your answer Mr. Brown, I really needed to go back to my home soon before my fiancée burn ourpany for dying my dinner" Jean seriously spoke as she checked her mobile.


    Her uncles and grandpa hid theirugh by coughing their lungs out but they could see how much she is worried of goingte... they didn’t know that she now have to eat her dinner twice of her normal one just because she will bete for one hour.


    Though she can protest Scott really has a unique method to get his way against her puppy eyes. She also have to visit her professor after two days for routine checkup....her life in deed became hectic.


    "You.. What do you think of yourself. What I will do....right....I will sell our secrets to our opponentspany. This will surely effect you b***" heughed hysterically again.


    Others looked at him with fear and loathe but Jean indifferently stared at him. "Naah...do whatever you wish, but I think you don’t know what will happen when you go against apany that works with INA. If they get disrupted or provoked thepany against them will get bankrupted over night" Jean looked at him as if she is seeing a fool.


    "So, Mr. Brown do you think the any of the otherpanies would dare to go against INA, don’t try to fool around..." Jean snorted.


    He grunted his teeth and looked at Vanessa who is seeing everywhere else expect in his direction....he regretted following a coward who couldn’t even control her niece.....


    Others nodded their heads and looked at Adam who is still in trance, he never expected Jean to solve this problem very smoothly and professionally. Just with the one sentence Mr. Brown shut his mouth and s.u.mbed to his niece.


    He started getting worried if she would also be able to manipte his other loyal directors and take over his position...but Jean is not the type of person who will snatch something because she simply needed it.


    Little he knew that he himself beg her to take over his position and apologize to her publically.


    As others looked at Adam for voicing out his decision, which is already decided....Jean sighed in fear. As everyone looked at her confusingly


    She hurriedly took her files and mobile in her arms and looked at them hastily.


    "Sorry but I have to leave. If I don’t take my medicine and dinner in time I will be doomed. My fiancée is waiting down.." she ran out the room while others looked at her cute face adoringly.


    She didn’t at all looked like the same fierce woman who shook their cores with her unyielding nature. Now she is just a simple, cute and funny girl who is worried that her fiancée would be angry for not taking care of her health.


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    (Scratching walls with nails is the mostmon hobby the criminals in INDIA does. so I thought of writing it....*wink*wink*)