Chapter 306
Chapter 306:
This was not merely about today’s circumstances; the repercussions of his past misdeeds loomed large, threatening to resurface.
The possibility of being kicked out from the Marquez family was the least of Jacoby’s concerns.
His paramount fear was losing the protection of his family. Without their protection, he knew Fraser would show no leniency.
This stark realization sent a shudder through him, and he hastily moved to obstruct Ashton’s path.
At this juncture, Jacoby’s characteristic arrogance had completely vanished.
Bowing profusely and scraping the floor with his dignity, he pleaded with Ashton in a tone drenched with desperation.
“Please, don’t misunderstand my actions. I merely had a lapse in judgment earlier. I meant no disrespect. I’m imploring you, please don’t hold this against me p>
Ashton halted, his smile sharp and cold as ice. “You realize the gravity of this situation now, don’t you? If you were aware of the stakes, why behave as if we were the desperate ones seeking this meeting p>
Jacoby, boiling with rage internally yet curbing any impulse to retort, could only nod vigorously and acquiesce. “You’re right. I stepped out of line and angered you. I sincerely apologize p>
Ashton regarded Jacoby with a look of disdain, and then, feigning a reluctant acceptance, said, “It’s rare to see you so humbled. Fine, since Skyline Group wishes for me to wrap up this farce, I’ll overlook it just this once p>
Of course, Ashton’s words were merely for show; he had no intention of departing.
His agenda for the day was crystal clear: to seize this chance to delve deeper into the operations of Sup Group, aiming to uncover the true architect behind their schemes.
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The HR manager, present to aid Jacoby, swiftly stepped forward to lead the way upon noting Ashton’s change of heart.
The rest of the journey proceeded without incident, and soon, Ashton and Rosalie were ushered into a conference room.
Upon entering, Ashton scanned the room with a critical eye.
He noted several senior executives of Sup Group already seated, with a man who bore a striking resemblance to Jacoby positioned at the head of the table.
The atmosphere was charged with tension; the executives appeared on edge, and upon the arrival of Ashton and Rosalie, most of them directed hostile glances their way.
This man, to whom even Beal showed deference, was clearly not someone to be trifled with.
As Ashton scanned the room, he noticed a palpable tension hanging in the air; every person seated around the conference table harbored more than a hint of hostility in their eyes.
It was almost amusing to him. After all, it was their side that had repeatedly caused disruptions for him, yet they regarded him as if he were the villain scheming against them.