Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress novel Chapter 1056

Chapter 1056: This board has decided

"It seems... we’ve got our first no."

Just like Benjamin did with the last seven ballots, he spun around slowly to show the ballot to everyone. As he did, he studied everyone’s reaction: some furrowed their brows in confusion, others arched an eyebrow, glancing at the others as if trying to find out who voted "no," and a few let out a sigh of relief. The rest were either neutral or just waiting to hear the final result.

"Seven yes and one no," Benjamin remarked before pulling out another ballot. When his eyes landed on it, he didn’t react immediately. His tone grew colder as he announced, "Our second no."

"Ah, goodness..." William’s lackey heaved a sigh of relief, sliding his eyes toward William. "Director William, I think they’ve already used up their ’yes’ votes."

"Another five ’no’s, and his chances will drop," the other whispered.

William’s expression remained unchanged as he glared in Jonathan’s direction. He didn’t say anything immediately, as those ballots could still be their own votes.

"I’m taking out another one," Benjamin announced, placing his hand inside the ballot box before checking it carefully. It was hard to tell what the vote was because neither Benjamin nor the other two with him showed any reaction.

"No," Benjamin said, revealing the sheet, and following his usual routine. "Seven yes, and three no." _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}

William’s lackeys adjusted from their seats, their chests shaking with a mix of anxiety and relief. They couldn’t help but clasp their hands together, feeling their palms sweat. When they heard Benjamin announce the fourth "no," they almost choked.

"Goodness, this is making me anxious," someone grumbled under his breath. "Was the AC off? I’m sweating a lot."

"Another no — that’s five," Benjamin continued in the same manner, not wasting a second as he picked another ballot. "Our sixth no."

"One more, and it’s a tie," William’s lackey breathed out, leaning forward.

William, on the other hand, silently counted his side’s votes, unable to focus on anything else.

William’s lackey was almost praying, watching Benjamin just like a fan watching their favorite team during a game. Even those who had neutral feelings couldn’t help but double their focus on the next ballot. While they might not be as anxious as those who didn’t want Atlas in the company, they knew just how important this vote was.

On one hand, they’d heard Atlas was problematic, but on the other, his attitude and work ethic had taken Global Prime Logistics to new heights. That proved how capable he was, and from a professional standpoint, Atlas was an asset to the company.

For some reason, time seemed to slow down as everyone watched Benjamin with bated breath. Some instinctively stretched their necks, as if that would give them a glimpse.

Benjamin glanced at the sheet coldly. His eyes were sharp—deadly. "Seven yes, and seven no. We’re tied. Six votes left, and we’ll know whether we welcome Mr. Atlas Bennet as the new Chief Operating Officer, or if the spot remains vacant."

Different reactions erupted quietly in the room, revealing where everyone stood in the vote.

"I’ll continue," Benjamin announced after a quick observation of the room.

Meanwhile, Benjamin noticed some people in the room were still recovering. William’s people, in particular, couldn’t help but look at each other before setting their eyes on William.

"Director, six left, and this will be over!" one of the lackeys spoke quickly, then covered his mouth and lowered his head. "Another four votes, and he won’t take the position."