Everyone had arrived, so the meeting began.
Alyssa was sitting there, looking constantly upset. The designer Rosalynn brought started presenting
the overall design concept.
Usually, at this point, Alyssa would interrupt.
But today, she kept looking at the slides on the screen, not saying a word and not planning to stop the
presentation.
Patrick was dumbfounded, he almost couldn’t help but stand up.
The designer Rosalynn found was excellent at product drawing and packaging. Her design for
FreshBite’s classic product packaging was an upgraded version of the original, making it more
appealing to a younger demographic. Visibly, the overall level of the product went up by a great deal.
Alyssa was unbiased, carefully listening and watching. Those things she used to stop them from talking
about slowly started to sway her.
Halfway into the meeting, Alyssa’s phone in her pocket vibrated.
She didn’t even look at it, just glanced sidelong at Patrick, who kept signaling her to disrupt the
meeting.
Alyssa felt heartbroken. How could someone she had raised and regarded as her own son turn out to
be so ungrateful?
She looked away.
The meeting was coming to an end.
Mr. Brandon was very nervous, “I think all these design proposals are quite good. Let’s vote now.”
The conference room had electronic voting. Soon, the numbers for approvals and disapprovals
appeared on the screen.
As the voting began, the numbers started to change.
There were a total of 47 people attending the meeting, and the approval column quickly shot up to 42.
But Mr. Brandon didn’t relax.
Because… Auntie had one veto vote.
When voting ended, Patrick couldn’t wait, “Ms. Alyssa still has one vote.”
As he said this, he looked at Alyssa, constantly giving her signals.
But Alyssa didn’t even look at him. She stood up, still looking disgusted, “You young people do have
some skills.”
Mr. Brandon looked at his aunt, holding his breath.
So did Patrick.
Then, Alyssa calmly said, “The packaging design is beautiful and meaningful. I approve.”
“Godmother!”
Patrick was so shocked that he immediately stood up from his seat, not even caring about the
occasion, shouting out loud.
Mr. Brandon hadn’t had time to be happy yet, and was taken aback by Patrick, “Mr. Meador, what do
you think you’re doing?” “Him?” Alyssa slowly walked up to Patrick, staring at his face, “Getting
impatient? Such a good plan can’t be used for your new company? So now you get angry?”
Patrick was stunned.
The other shareholders and directors were all puzzled too.
They looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.
“Godmother, what are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
Alyssa stared at him for a few more seconds, as if she wanted to find that teenage boy she once knew.
But…
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His once clear eyes had become muddy and calculating, his face full of wrinkles, no longer the boy he
used to be.
“Godmother…” Patrick said hoarsely.
Alyssa raised her hand and slapped Patrick hard.
How much force did she use?
Patrick’s cheek swelled quickly after the slap.
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