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After receiving collective nods from around the table, she called the question. "All those in favour of appointing Mr. Owen Ross as acting CFO, please raise your hands."
Just as expected, Aliana watched every single board member raise a hand, with the exception of herself and Rufus Avery, who sat glaring daggers at Owen across the table.
It was deeply ironic that this was the one thing she and Rufus actually agreed on.
"It seems we have a clear majority in favour of Mr. Ross," Aliana stated calmly.
"And yet, Madam CEO, you chose to abstain," Owen interjected softly, turning every head in the room toward him.
Even Aliana was momentarily taken aback by how blatantly he had called her out.
Meeting his gaze, a slow, faint smile touched her lips. "Mr. Ross, I personally nominated Mr. Mason Brooks for this role. Wouldn't it be rather strange if I suddenly withdrew my support for my own candidate?"
