Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 672

ALL he could do was focus on his acting and plan to check on his sister once his work was done.

The day slipped by quickly.

Later, Glenn reached out to Rowan.

“What’s the situation?” Glenn asked, his tone even.

Rowan thought for a long time before he finally said, “Glenn, I haven’t found that person.”

“Alright,” Glenn responded, his voice calm and collected.

“Let’s arrange a meeting with the Chapman family.”

It was the second time the Johns brothers met with the Chapmans, but this time, the atmosphere was different.

The Chapman family members were more arrogant, their confidence evident in every gesture.

Jeffry, now dressed in flashy clothes that screamed nouveau riche, lounged on the sofa, casting a smug look at Glenn.

Adding to the tension, the Chapmans had invited reporters, who stood nearby, cameras at the ready.

“Mr.

Johns, what’s your decision?” Jeffry asked, a sly grin playing on his Lips.

Glenn glanced at the reporters and then back at Jeffry.

“What do you mean by this, Jeffry?”

“I’m just concerned you might not keep your word,” Jeffry replied, his tone dripping with mockery.

“You don’t mind them being here, do you?”

The surrounding reporters raised their cameras, lenses trained on Glenn.

If he agreed to Jeffry’s terms, he’d be forced to hand over the Johns Group, or risk being condemned by the public.

But if he refused, the Johns Group would face ruin, as the evidence of plagiarism was damning.

Jeffry, for once, thought he had outsmarted Glenn.

This was his chance to bring Glenn down and seize control of the Johns Group.

Jenna and Phyllis sat nearby, feigning righteous indignation, though their eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

They were certain that victory was within their grasp, and their smugness was barely concealed.

Glenn’s response was icy.

“Fine.”

Jeffry’s smile widened.

He was confident that he had Glenn cornered.

“I’ve given you a day to think it over.

But now, Mr.

Johns, it’s time you told me your decision.

We’ve suffered great losses because of you.”

Glenn turned to Rowan.

“Well, Rowan, what do you think we should do?”

Rowan was caught off guard.

He hadn’t expected Glenn to put the decision in his hands at such a crucial moment.

Cold sweat began to form on his forehead as the eyes of the room bore down on him.

With the pressure mounting, he said, “Glenn, this is an important matter.

You should handle it yourself.

Whatever decision you make, I’ll support you.”

Glenn sighed, his voice heavy with a mix of resignation and disappointment.

“Rowan, our father is gone, and it’s just the two of us now.

I know you wanted to contribute to the company.

None of us wanted things to come to this.

You have never done decision-making for the company, so I’m giving you this chance, at this final moment.

Whatever choice you make, I’ll stand by it.”