The Invitation From The Twilight Forest

Cyril shivered after hearing Jeffree, and regained his wits instantly.

If he was deposed as a board member, that would mean he was completely abandoned by Jeffree and removed from the successors' list.

That would be the most bitter pill for him to swallow.

Meanwhile, his gaze swept across those people below the stage—who always buttered him up, but couldn't conceal their disgusted and disappointed expressions now—and his heart sunk even lower.

Cyril smiled awkwardly before saying, "My apologies. I'm too impulsive. Seems like everyone recognizes Gloria. As her uncle, I am happy about that, and I hope she would be a good board member and contribute to the Chamber of Commerce."

Cyril's flowery speech didn't receive any positive feedback. Instead, boos erupted in the banquet hall.

Gloria smiled at Cyril. "Thank you for removing everyone's misunderstanding of me, Uncle Cyril. I hope you, too, could do a part for the children together with me."