Revenge is Best Served After Reborn (James)

"Adler, you're not part of the Costello family. So, stay out of our business!"

"Yeah, just some young punk from the Tredgold family. Your ancestors were nothing but deputies to the Costellos. You have no say here!"

Faced with these sneering faces, Adler's expression darkened in an instant. "Say that again, I dare you!"

Colby raised a hand, stopping Adler in his tracks. "So, you're saying you want to dethrone me?"

"It's not about dethroning; it's about holding an election!"

Johns spoke up, "The Costellos have held the CEO position at Costello Corporation long enough. As shareholders, it's our responsibility to choose someone more suitable. It doesn't have to be you, Colby." "Fine, then let's have the election."

Hearing Colby's words, Adler looked at him in disbelief. "Colby, are you serious? These people are clearly looking for a legitimate reason to illegitimately oust you!"

"If it's an election they want, then let's all join in."

Colby gestured with his hand, tapping on the table, and several shareholders walked in from outside. These were elders holding shares of the Costello family, all of whom had followed Lennon back in the day. At this moment, they all stood behind Colby. Seeing this, Johns sneered. "We have ten people here, making up fifty-five percent! Colby, what's the use of calling in these few people?"

Colby calmly pulled out a gun from his waist. As the gun appeared, the directors behind Johns trembled. Colby efficiently loaded the gun, then stood up and walked over to the shareholders behind Johns.

"As you all know, I like to keep things straightforward."

As he spoke, Colby loaded the gun and then pointed the muzzle at one of the shareholders' temples. "The election starts now. You vote first."

The shareholder, with the gun against his temple, turned pale. Johns stood up in anger. "Colby! What do you mean by this?!"

The next second, several armed bodyguards entered from outside the meeting room, pointing their guns at Johns and his group. "I'll count to three."

"One."

"I, I support Mr. Colby! I support Mr. Colby!"

The shareholder, terrified to the point of collapsing, was afraid Colby's gun might fire. Hearing this, Colby lifted the gun, gesturing for the shareholder to move aside. The shareholder scrambled to the side.

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Colby then aimed the gun at the next person's temple. "Your turn."

"Mr. Colby! I support Mr. Colby!"

With this maneuver, those who initially supported Johns all switched sides. Everyone knew Colby's methods-if he wanted to kill, he wouldn't even blink an eye! In just a short while, the situation had completely reversed.

Finally, Colby's gun was pointed at Johns. Johns swallowed hard but still mustered the courage to speak. "I, I don't believe you'd dare to shoot!" Colby slowly said, "Now it's sixteen to one. Your vote doesn't matter to me."

"You!"

Bang!

A gunshot rang out, and a bullet hole

appeared in Johns' forehead. Everyone screamed and ducked for cover. Colby had actually dared to pull the trigger!