Chapter 413

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Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night for Shane's group of people.

Early the next morning, Venn covered his slightly dark eyes, lazily propped his chin up, and sat down to eat breakfast, his expression sullen.


Dante went down the stairs.

Venn immediately raised his head to look at his brother.

He still looks as cold as before, but it seems like he didn't sleep well last night.


"Second brother, I'm so jealous of you. You don't mind anything and live a worry-free life."

Dante said nothing, went and sat down in front of his plate, and began to eat his breakfast, without saying a word.


After they both finished eating, Venn brought Shane's prepared breakfast upstairs. Just as he reached the stairs, he heard a loud noise from the gate outside the flower garden.

'Why did they come so quickly? It was such a quiet breakfast, it didn't let us finish eating."

Venn stopped walking, he was about to go out to take a look when Dante stopped him: "Let me, you take the food upstairs."

"Okay."

Venn pushed open the master bedroom door. Shane had woken up, was dressed, and was now standing upright next to the glass window, listening to the movement outside through a layer of curtains.

"Second brother has gone out to deal with them. Don't worry, we'll have breakfast and talk later."

Shane didn't speak or move. Venn grabbed his arm and led him to the chair.

Downstairs, outside the main gate.

Many people were coming.

As Dante walked out, he glanced briefly.

Mr. Benedict, and Anselm in the lead, bringing with them several bodyguards and several highly respected board members of the Miller Corporation.

Even Eugene came personally, he brought with him several subordinates from the National Bureau of Investigation.

Real splurge.

Seeing Dante coming out, Eugene took the lead and smiled: "Mr. Dante, why are you here? Shane hasn't been back to the National Investigation Bureau for a long time. Is he sick?"

Dante hates these types of pretenders the most. He sarcastically said: "Stop talking nonsense, I can't stand it. If there's something wrong, just say it straight."

Eugene was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly to hide his embarrassment: "Mr. Dante is still exactly as rumored, you haven't changed at all."

Dante put his hands in his pockets, his face expressionless as he heard Eugene say unnecessary words.

The atmosphere was a bit stiff, Mr. Benedict stepped forward and said: "Hey kid, I came to find Shane today. There's something big going on at home, please let me go."

Dante said briefly: "No, Shane has a cold, he can't receive guests."

Anselm stood behind Mr. Benedict and glared: "It's been a few days, can you change to another excuse? With you here, his cold still won't go away, is that any different from you destroying your reputation as a doctor?"

Dante wasn't fazed by his attack, his tone was indifferent: "He has a contagious viral flu, just let me know if you have anything, and I will convey the message to him."

Is the flu virus contagious?

Mr. Benedict and his son looked at each other like they didn't believe it.

Anselm did not want to hear Dante continue to defend himself, he directly stated his purpose.

'I heard Shane is blind. Miller's house teachings say that he cannot hold power if the leader is injured. He often did not come to Miller's house due to health reasons, leading to the Miller Group's business no longer being the same as before, and shareholders and the board of directors began to have disagreements."

Some people on the board of directors, whom they had deliberately invited here, said: "That's right! If Shane can't guarantee our interests anymore, he should be replaced as CEO."

Seeing that Dante did not answer, Anselm spoke even more strongly, he even deliberately said it louder:

'How can a blind man hold power over our Miller's house? No matter what happens, people will talk behind our backs. Today we must take Shane to the ancestral church and force him to return his power in front of all the elders in the Miller family."

Dante smirked, and a rare expression appeared on his face: "If it weren't for Shane, your Miller family wouldn't be in the position of the richest new family today. What he brought to the Miller family is an unprecedented honor. And you guys, what have you done for the Miller family?"

Anselm was so shocked by the answer that he was speechless.

The entire Miller family from top to bottom only knew Shane, even his father's name, Mr. Benedict, was rarely mentioned, let alone him.

Mr. Benedict stood next to him, looking pained on his face.

"Sigh, you're right, Shane is a good kid, he encountered such a big problem, I'm more heartbroken than anyone else. If it wasn't because he couldn't go against the teachings of his ancestors then He would be the best person to solve the Miller family's problems, right?"

"Painful?"

Dante's tone was very calm: "If you feel heartbroken, why don't you blind yourself now? Perhaps you can even be known to love your grandchildren. But you don't dare, because you are ungrateful, unfaithful, harsh, and cruel, with a heart full of beasts."

Mr. Benedict: "..."

They turned pale when they heard those words.

Everyone had heard about his personality so they had no way to refute it.

Seeing that everyone in Miller's house was silent, Dante coldly retracted his gaze and looked towards Eugene: "What are you doing here?"

Eugene just smiled, his phoenix eyes glancing at the subordinates behind him.

Head of Team 9 of the National Investigation Bureau Egan immediately stood up and explained:

"Mr. Dante, Shane has lost his sight. I am afraid he cannot continue to hold the position of Director of the National Investigation Bureau, so the Bureau captains and assistants asked Shane to come out here and recommend Eugene as the new director."

Dante stared at Eugene: 'If that's your intention, why don't you say a few kind words?"
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