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Samson and Linda spoke with Lexi over the video call for a bit before hanging up due to the time zone

difference.

Aware that Linda was dwelling on her lost child, Samson comforted her. “We still have Lexi.”

He reached out and pulled her into a comforting hug.

“Yes, we still have Lexi. Make sure the people over there are careful. I’m worried some people might snap a photo of Lexi,” Linda said.

“Don’t worry. Unless you decide to reveal Lexi’s identity, I promise that no one will be able to take her photo, Samson responded.

Linda naturally trusted Samson. He loved Lexi even more than she did.

“Even though I’m not deeply in the entertainment industry, being a director involves me to some extent.

Plus, with my connection to…”

Linda sighed and continued, “With my connection to William and the Felix family, I’m bound to be under scrutiny. So I-

“Relax, Samson reassured her. “I’ve never lied to you. Lexi calls me ‘Daddy,‘ and I’ll always protect her.”

Linda nodded.

The announcement of Linda’s appointment as YK Media’s vice president created quite a buzz online.

Despite YK Media being managed by Samson, the chairman was still his father, Simon Lynch. Some dissatisfied senior shareholders tried to persuade Simon to remove Linda from her position.

During the Monday meeting, the shareholders persisted with their complaints. Samson didn’t say a word, but his stance was obvious. He supported Linda, and that was never going to change.

“Mr. Lynch, I understand you’re fond of Linda, but you can’t risk the company’s future on her.”

“Exactly, Mr. Lynch. How could a woman in her 20s possibly manage a company?”

“Besides, Linda doesn’t have any proven achievements in this sector.”

The conference room was in an uproar over the matter. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Suddenly, the door burst open. Linda entered confidently, her eyes sweeping over everyone in the room. “I may not have industry experience, but that doesn’t mean I lack connections or skills.”

Linda approached Samson and sat beside him, softly drumming her fingers on the table. “Mr. Lynch isn’t risking the company’s future, but you, Mr. Langford, certainly are putting its future at risk.”

Toby Langford’s body went rigid. He sensed that Linda knew something.

“You can’t just make groundless accusations. Everyone at YK Media knows I’ve always been devoted to the company,” Toby exclaimed, trying to cow Linda with his voice.

Linda wasn’t one to back down. She wouldn’t have spoken unless she was certain.

‘Sure, you’ve been ‘devoted‘ in using the company’s resources to take advantage of newly signed talents, haven’t you, Mr. Langford?” she asked with measured slowness, her eyes piercing through him.

Toby felt a shiver down his spine. He protested, “Linda, this is slander! Do you have any evidence for

these claims?”

Linda smiled and snapped her fingers. Wendy entered and distributed a document to each shareholder.

“Of course I have evidence,” Linda said.

She grinned at Steven Golding, one of the shareholders who had spoken up earlier. “Mr. Golding, whether I can manage the company is none of your business. I am indeed more competent than you.”

Steven didn’t dare to speak. The documents Wendy distributed detailed his wrongdoings.

“And Mr. Scott, do you remember misusing company funds to finance your son’s project?” Linda’s tone was calm as if talking about something insignificant, yet every word was cutting.

“What was the name of that project again?” she pretended to wonder.