Novel Sweet
Chapter 277
Chapter 277
Dagmar was a formidable presence-a real powerhouse at the office, commanding respect and authority. The moment she voiced her concern, you could bet your bottom dollar she had the evidence to back it up.
Kermit had no doubts about it! He swallowed hard, panic setting in, and blurted out, "Dagmar, you can't do this to me! Even if you have the evidence, I'll make sure you never work in this town again! I'll tarnish your reputation so badly, you won't land a decent job anywhere!"
Dagmar lowered her gaze, a sudden realization hitting her. Kermit, for all his simplicity and ease to manipulate, had no moral compass. Compared to dealing with Sanderson, handling Kermit was like navigating a minefield without a map.
The irony in her situation was not lost on her, though she chose to remain silent. Kermit's outburst had laid bare his true colors.
Turning to Sanderson, she saw him sigh before speaking, "Please, go back to your office."
Nodding, Dagmar responded, “I'll place my resignation on your desk first thing tomorrow morning."
After bowing slightly to Sanderson-a gesture of respect and apology for her failure-she felt a weight lift off her shoulders. She owed Sanderson a great deal for his mentorship over the years.
Once Dagmar had left, Sanderson turned to Steward, his father, seeking his opinion. Despite being the CEO, it was his father whose word was law in the company.
"I've seen everything, Dad. Kermit's been nothing but trouble. You know as well as I do how crucial expanding into the international market is for us," Sanderson argued, referring to their first potential client abroad, Steve, as a gateway to further opportunities.
However, Kermit's interference had jeopardized everything.
"What's the plan for him?" Steward inquired, glancing at Kermit.
"Let him resign. He can live off his wealth in peace," Sanderson proposed.
But before Steward could respond, Kermit erupted, "No way! If I leave, you'll have full control! I know you've been wanting to get rid of me. So what if I stirred up some trouble? Am I the only one? Remember when we had to go overseas because you pissed off Bill, and nobody locally would work with us? That's on you!"
Steward paused, then spoke, "Isn't this a bit too much? Making Kermit leave won't solve everything."
But Laurinda chimed in fiercely, "You've been looking for a reason to boot Kermit out, haven't you? Well, I won't stand for it! You think you can just hand the company over to Cordelia and the Wilson family? Over my dead body! This company belongs to the Delaneys. Without a son, what claim do you even have?"
The room fell silent at her outburst.
Steward's anger was palpable as he faced Laurinda.
Kermit and Rachel remained silent, but Laurinda's glare was fixed on Sanderson, "Well? Is that your plan Because it's not happening. The company is a Delaney legacy. Your daughter marrying off doesn't change that."
Sanderson clenched his fists, the tension palpable.
Lorna, taken aback by these accusations, reached for Sanderson's hand, finding it cold and trembling.
Realizing the implications of his family's expectations, Sanderson finally addressed his father, "So, Dad, you've been undermining me, hoping to eventually hand the company over to Hobson Delaney?"
Hobson, Kermit's son and a student abroad, was unheard of by Cordelia until now.
Steward, caught in the moment, tried to explain, "Son, I trust the company with you, not Kermit. But yes, I hope for Hobson to inherit it one day. As for Cordelia, she'll be taken care of..."
Sanderson could only muster a bitter laugh in response.
Stepping back, he concluded, "So, after all is said and done, I'm just an employee here?"
No wonder, no wonder Steward,
despite being fully aware of the
unreliability of that side of the family, never ousted them from the company. No wonder, despite his palpable dislike for Laurinda, he
chose to remain ensconced in the to move. It
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was because, although he never voiced it, his thoughts mirrored Laurinda's.
Sanderson was without a son, without an heir!
To the elders, Kermit was the key!
Back when Laurinda lashed out with harsh words, proposing they split ways, he too had felt the sting of hurt, yet never before had he felt as hopeless as he did now.
And now...
Steward tried to explain, "Son, listen
to me, Cordelia just doesn't have the makings of a businesswoman. Eventually, she'll have to pass it on to someone else. So why not Hobson? After all, half the
noverge
company's shares belong to him!"
Sanderson could only respond with a bitter laugh.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
He had dedicated decades of hard work, rallying the family to build up their thriving corporation, all in the name of familial harmony, never dwelling on personal gains or losses. And yet, in the end...
His daughter would merely inherit some cash, while the entire company would go to Hobson?