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Chapter 1723

After Cillian's death, unrest spread throughout the Gabo Creek Chamber of Commerce. Many members had

grown increasingly hostile and resistant toward Andrew.

"He's nothing but a killer, a thug!"

"Putting him in charge was a mistake from the start!"

"We need to elect a new chairman. We refuse to be led by someone so ruthless!" Several members had already

stepped forward, openly attacking Andrew.

Left with no choice, Andrew called for another internal meeting with the Chamber of Commerce members.

"Everyone suspects I'm the one who killed Cillian," Andrew said calmly from his seat at the head of the table. "So

where's the evidence? Where's the proof?"

An elderly member wearing reading glasses angrily replied, "Cillian is dead, and you're still alive! That's evidence

enough! Mr. Lloyd, do you plan to eliminate everyone who displeases you? Are you our Chamber of Commerce

chairman or a tyrant?"

Duncan slammed the table. "Mr. Benson, watch your language!"

The elderly Tyrell Benson chuckled with disdain. "Cillian and | are from the sgeneration, and I've lived long

enough anyway! I'm not afraid to die, Duncan. Mr. Lloyds, if you two have the guts, cto my company and

finishoff!"

With that, he left the meeting directly, showing Andrew no respect whatsoever.

Mason, sitting at the far end, had a mocking smile on his face. The effect he wanted was being achieved step by

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step, and Andrew definitely would not be able to hold onto the chairman position much longer!

The only problem was that he had lost contact with Nathan, his handler, and did not know what had happened.

Rachel looked grim. "Let's bring Mr. Benson back. Even though he's a senior member, it's too much for him to

disrespect the chairman like that!"

Andrew waved it off. "No need. If Mr. Benson wants to leave, let him go."

Rachel looked surprised. "Mr. Lloyd, if we let this slide, others might follow. Things could spiral fast."

Andrew remained calm. "So what if one old guy walks out? Even if the entire Gabo Creek Chamber flips upside

down, I still won't be fazed."

Mason sneered quietly. He thought Andrew was clearly panicking inside, yet trying

to play it cool. He wondered just how long he could keep that act going.

"Mr. Ulrich!" Andrew's voice suddenly rang out.

Mason flinched, quickly clearing his throat and switching to a respectful tone. "Mr. Lloyd, you called?"

Andrew leaned forward, gazing at

him across the table with a smile. "Mr. Ulrich, you seemed a little distracted there. What were you thinking

about? You're not hoping that karma will catch up withas chairman and drag the Ulrich family down with me,

are you?"

Mason almost blurted out, "How did you know that?"

Thankfully, he caught himself in tand put on a frightened, trembling act. "Mr. Lloyd, please don't wrongly

accuse me! I'm your supporter, so how could | think such things about you?"

He added, "As for my father, | already explained-it was sudden, a complete accident. It had nothing to do with

you, Mr. Lloyd. Anyone who says otherwise is just making things up, and if | hear anyone slandering you, the

Ulrich family will speak up and clear the air!"

Andrew nodded. "I appreciate that. Your father's burial should be soon, right?"

Mason put on a solemn face and shook his head. "Not just yet. | plan to hold an extended memorial service for

another two weeks. He contributed a lot to the Chamber of Commerce during his lifetime, so | have to honor him

properly."

Andrew nodded. "You're quite the devoted son."

However, Rachel and the others exchanged cold, amused glances. This shameless Mason was really milking

Cillian's death for all it was worth.

"By the way, Mr. Ulrich—and everyone else," Andrew said, clapping his hands

with a smile. "I'd like to introduce someone new to the group. Please welcMr. Ryder Ulrich!"

Ryder, dressed in a sharp suit, strode into the room. "Mr. Lloyd, good day. Greetings to all the board members."

His tone was polite and well-mannered.

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