Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO-Chapter 384: Chairman —but in name only.

It was not easy for them to get a contract with Winslow Globals, so their fear of losing it just after they secured it was not for nothing.

They dreaded that all their efforts and energies would go to waste.

It had taken them a century of effort and fortune to attach their names to the Winslows, and they were terrified that it would amount to nothing …soon.

Their instincts were telling it to them … not allowing them to ease.

After all, the person they were trifling with was no other but 'Aiden Winslow'.

But even if they were now scared of losing everything, there was nothing they could do.

This was a mistake that cannot be undone.

They have already made a mistake by choosing the wrong side. And once chosen, they couldn't undo it.

As their nervousness clenched their hearts, they could do nothing but watch the rest celebrate a victory … that might never come in the future.

They had tried their best to explain their fears, but since no one heeded their alarms, there was nothing they could do.

If destruction comes tomorrow, they all will be destroyed together. So, there would be no one to complain to.

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The rest of the day passed by as usual. While the situation kept on deteriorating for Winslow Globals, no word came from Aiden to reassure its stakeholders.

And that further escalated talks.

Aiden's deliberate silence was further taken as a sign of his failure. People started speculating his difficulty levels, and while doing it, they didn't hold back.

In just a day and few hours, the stock prices of the company plummeted to a level it had never been.

Although the legacy the Winslows had built over the years was strong enough to prevent the company from going bankrupt, the losses incurred were enough to tarnish its reputation.

And it didn't take long for the chaos to reach the family. The relatives never interfered with the company's management or decisions, but they were closely tied to it enough to get impacted.

So, when the word spread that Aiden's single decision had pushed Winslow Global to the verge of ruin, they rushed to the old patriarch of the family, demanding the answers.

"Butler Williams, we have to meet Old Man. We won't leave today until we do so," one the family relatives declared, his tone laced in both politeness and exasperation.

They all were aware that meeting the head of the Winslow family was not easy, and usually, even if they wanted to, they were denied access. However, today was not the same case.

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They all wanted the old man to answer their concerns, and without the answers, they weren't leaving.

The butler frowned slightly at the crowd gathered in the grand living hall of the Winslow estate. Keeping his tone as polite as possible, he simply repeated once again, "Sir has been resting. It would be best if you all come back later."

"Mr. Williams, don't give us those excuses. We came here almost an hour ago, and since then, you have been here with us. How do you even say that the old man doesn't want to meet us? Did you even go to ask him?" Another relative said in a tone of disapproval. "Please go and inform him that we are here to meet him. We aren't leaving until he comes to see us."

"Yes, yes, go and tell him."

"Yes, go and tell him."

"We won't leave until he comes to see us."

"Yes, we won't leave."

Others chimed in one after the other, sounding more and more aggressive.

However, standing in front of him, the butler of the house remained impassive. As if he doesn't need to go and ask to know that the old man would refuse them straight away.

Morgan Winslow, the old man of the Winslow family, was known for living in seclusion. Until it's very, very necessary, he wouldn't step out to meet or greet anyone. It wasn't like he didn't recognize his family. It was just that he was tired of seeing them too much.

All his life, he had worked hard and made sure that no one lacked anything. But entering old age, he just wanted to rest. Hence, giving the command in the hands of his grandson, he has taken a silent retirement.

He was still the chairman of the company —but in name only. The real power was given to Aiden long ago.

"Mr. William, why aren't you still leaving?" The relative who had spoken first raised his voice again. With a disgruntled look on his face, he ordered in a tone of authority. "I asked you to go and inform him. Now."

Mr. William couldn't help but purse his lips. Although he was just the butler of the house, he was still the man working on the side of Morgan Winslow for decades. He was closer to him than most of the family members present.

Would he really take orders from just anyone?

He was about to refuse when, suddenly, an aged voice cut through the noise.

"What is all this fuss?"

A hush fell over the room.

The voice, though slightly groggy, still carried an undeniable authority.

The moment it echoed, everyone stiffened, their low murmurs dying instantly.

All eyes turned towards the doorway where an elderly figure emerged, walking with an exquisite cane in hand.

Morgan Winslow.

Despite his age, there was nothing frail about him. His back was straight

"Sir, shall I bring your jacket? The weather hasn't improved much —you might catch a cold."

"With these brats' hot-headedness, don't you think I will burn before I freeze to death?" the Old Man quipped dryly, his piercing gaze sweeping across the assembled relatives.

Some shifted uncomfortably. Others averted their eyes.

But no one dared to speak.

"Now then," Morgan continued, leaning back slightly. "Since you have forced me out of my rest, I assume it must be important. So, tell me —what is it that you all want?"