"Shut up! Stop slandering me! My brother and I were deeply devoted to each other. How could I do such a thing? My dear niece, how could you find a boyfriend with so little sense of propriety? I truly feel sorry for you!" Glover's expression changed drastically. He shot to his feet, slammed the table, and roared.
His expression unchanged, Han Shuo chuckled and said lightly, "We all know perfectly well. As the chairman's only daughter, Phoebe should be the most qualified candidate to succeed him. If she were assassinated, who would benefit the most?"
"Since when did an outsider get a say in the affairs of our Buster Trading Company? Phoebe, you should keep this ignorant outsider under control." Glover shot Han Shuo a vicious glare, then turned to Phoebe.
By now, Phoebe had recovered from her earlier fluster. She had always maintained a surface harmony with Glover, never expecting Han Shuo to be so unrestrained. He had confronted Glover from the outset, almost immediately abandoning all pretense of civility, disrupting all her plans and leaving her momentarily at a loss.
But as Han Shuo and Glover argued, Phoebe reconsidered and felt that Han Shuo's approach was refreshingly direct. His actions had made her position perfectly clear to the Elders and shown them that she was neither weak nor unwilling to fight for what she wanted.
Still, this was no time to weigh the gains and losses. Since Han Shuo had already taken such a sharp stance, Phoebe could do nothing to salvage matters even if she wanted to. As soon as Glover finished, she said confidently, "That's right, Uncle Glover. I believe I can serve as chairman of the trading company.
"Although I've spent these years traveling, Father never stopped instructing me. What I studied was also related