Chapter 1666 Wrong Decisions

The scene grew tense as former Whitman family associates now stared at their phones, eyes rimmed red with regret. If they had known about this drastic twist and that the Whitman family had such powerful backing, they would never have voted to oust them. Meanwhile, every breath sent pain through Edison's battered organs. "You guys… call the police…" With each word, more blood dripped from his lips. "What are all of you doing?" But the other members were transfixed by their screens, as if they had lost all their senses. Edison tried to struggle away from Wynter, who gave him a chance to do so, throwing him aside to the floor. Just then, his secretary scrambled over, desperate. "Mr. Waldron, n-never mind calling the police! Why... Why haven't you checked your phone yet?" Edison, still reeling from the pain, had barely thought of anything else. He was fixated on seeing Wynter jailed, convinced she was nothing more than an unrefined troublemaker country bumpkin. Yet, his secretary's