Chapter 1295 The End of an Era
Was it related to her past life, or was it related to Gordon? With no clear answers in sight, Wynter decided to head into the hotel first. She kept the ring and stepped into the center room.
Meanwhile, the guests gradually filled the seats in the theatrical hall. However, Kenton had plotted for Wynter to be late.
Many foreigners attended the meeting that year, and they seemed to enjoy the opera performance on stage.
Reuben, seated to the left side of the stage, carefully observed the spectators' expressions. Much to his anger, the Chamber of Commerce had been turned into little more than a bargaining chip to curry favor with foreign investors. He raised his hand, only to let it fall in resignation.
A noticeable divide had emerged between the Whitmans and the Wrays. Those who sided with the Whitman family were primarily from sunset industries, while most of the capitalists had gathered around Kenton. Such stark contrast boosted Kenton's ego further.
"That's enough questions for me. Why don't you consult Mr. Whitman Senior? After all, his business acumen is equally impressive. I'm sure he has a better grasp of current trends and profitable opportunities than I do." Kenton grinned.
Someone snickered. "Forget about him. It's been ages, yet the Quinnell family's daughter still hasn't shown up. We can't possibly keep waiting for her."
"He's right, Mr. Wray. Let's start the meeting," another echoed.
Kenton had been anticipating that moment. So what if the Quinnell family had received an invitation? He would make sure they were blocked at the door. Everyone knew who would be left humiliated once the meeting commenced.
There would be no place for the Quinnell family within the Chamber of Commerce any longer. It was time they bid farewell to their former prominence.
When Taylor attempted to intervene, the people beside him stopped him instead.
"It's best not to complicate things further, Mr. Whitman. Perhaps, fate has decided on the Quinnell family's absence," they stated softly.
They advised the Whitman family to let go of the past while simultaneously convincing themselves to adapt to the market changes.
Reuben clenched his fists tightly upon witnessing the end of an era. He wondered if Fabian had felt the same way back then.
Even so, Reuben couldn't fully bring himself to resent the Quinnell family as he understood that the older generations were bound to be washed out of time.
No one would stop and listen to their advice anymore. They wouldn't even spare a second glance unless it focused on fast and international trends.
"It's all about the metaverse these days. We can't just stick to physical industries." Those were the lines that Reuben heard often, and the reason why many had ceased supporting the Whitmans.
Having lived through countless experiences, Reuben was well aware that Kenton intended to humiliate the Whitman family and clamp down on the Quinnell family. He was certain that the Whitmans would soon meet the same fate.
Noah should've picked up Marie and Wynter at the entrance by then. Had something gone wrong? Reuben glanced at the clock. There were still three minutes left before the meeting, but it was already too late. If the Quinnell family failed to show up, they would be ousted and dismissed by the Chamber of Commerce.
Standing up, Kenton was about to commence the meeting when he heard a soft chuckle from above. "Why the rush, Mr. Wray?" came a calm, familiar voice that Yvette instantly recognized.
Instinctively, Yvette and the crowd turned around to replace a charming young man in a suit. His intimidating presence was accentuated by the black Fankrit inscriptions tattooed on his neck. When he
lowered his gaze, he carried an air of arrogance and indifference.
But as the crowd took a closer look, they realized the young man was in fact a woman.
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