Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 683

Shaun squeezed Lindsey's arm and gently pulled it to find that she would not budge. The girl in front of him was pale, but her eyes were stubborn and determined. She wanted to talk.

Before they came, they had already expected this possibility. It was almost inevitable to encounter reporters at this time. Shaun suggested that they could use the back door to go into Denarius, but Lindsey did not agree at that time.

Lindsey just looked dull as she looked out the window. Her tone was also light as if she was floating in the sky, but her words were firm and forceful. "We must use the front entrance. We have to walk in frankly and leave frankly. Everyone needs to see and know that Denarius won’t fall."

The most unwanted situation still happened.

These reporters were busy asking questions, but they were not aware what kind of damage the words coming out of each of their mouths would do to Lindsey.

Her lips were pressed together into a straight line, then they slowly parted and her flat voice sounded, "I don’t owe any of you an explanation."

Everyone present was stunned when she said that. Lindsey’s eyes flashed with cold light as she continued, "Denarius won’t be acquired and will always belong to Zayn Guggenheim."

After she said that, she shoved the reporter in front of her. The reporter did not expect this skinny woman to have so much strength in her arms and stumbled. After he stood upright, he pointed at Lindsey and wanted to say something, but Lindsey interrupted him, "You want to know why right? Because...the name on Zayn's will is mine."

Once these words came out, these reporters were in a frenzy and did not expect things to go this way.

During this moment of confusion, Shaun escorted Lindsey with Mr. Carter and squeezed through the crowd, then walked into the lobby of Denarius.

Those reporters went up to them, but they were shut out of the door.

Since they were delayed by this group of reporters, by the time Lindsey’s group walked into the Denarius building, it was already 8:20 am.

The receptionist was bored on her phone and brushed up on some boring social news. Eight out of ten of the articles were related to Zayn, the President of Denarius.

Just as she was about to close the app, she noticed the woman who entered the lobby out of the corner of her eye, which made her jaw drop.

"Madam!" She still had not changed her way of addressing Lindsey.

Lindsey's footsteps stalled because of the word "Madam", and she could feel the surge of emotions at the time of her nose, but she endured it by biting the tip of her tongue.

She nodded and tried to smile but could not, so she gave up. "Is Quentin here yet?"

The receptionist was still shocked by Lindsey’s sudden visit that she did not return to her senses after a long time. When she heard this, she subconsciously nodded, "Yes, he’s here."

Quentin did not even leave the office these days.

After getting the answer she wanted, Lindsey, Shaun, and Mr. Carter went straight upstairs.

Luckily it was what they expected.

Quentin finally took the time to sleep for a few hours last night, but he woke up from his dream before dawn. The rest of the time was spent sitting by the window, waiting until the sun came up.

When Lindsey and the others went up, Quentin had already cleaned himself up and was waiting at the door. Without too many pleasantries, Quentin looked at the time and said, "We still have three minutes before the meeting starts. Let’s go."

"Mr. Zimmer, you asked me why I was sitting in Mr. Guggenheim's seat." Lindsey slowed down her speech and deliberately lowered her voice, which sounded a bit daunting for no reason. "I’m guessing that some of you want to ask why I removed those directors outside from the board. They’re just late, right?"

No one said anything. Those who wanted to take the lead in stirring up trouble were already shut out, which in turn saved Lindsey the time to test their loyalty one by one.

The rest of them were shocked by Lindsey’s astounding way of removing the directors.

Seeing that no one answered, Lindsey’s lips curved up into a small arc as she said slowly, "I came here today to show you why."

After saying that, Lindsey leaned back slightly on the chair and signaled for Mr. Carter, who was standing behind her, to come forward.

Mr. Carter was holding a briefcase. As a lawyer who has been practicing for more than twenty years, he had a sharpness and restraint that was unique to experienced lawyers.

At this time, Mr. Carter stepped forward from behind and placed the briefcase in his hand on the conference table, which made a thud that was not very loud. The people present just felt that their hearts were hammered once again.

"This is the will that Mr. Guggenheim had approached me privately to make when he was alive." Mr. Carter pulled out a miniature safe that was placed inside the briefcase.

The tiny gray safe was especially used to keep some important documents. Once he said this, there was another burst of whispers from the crowd.

“Shock” was written on the faces of the board of directors. No one expected that Zayn would make a will at such a young age.

At that moment, some people looked at Lindsey with obscure eyes.