Chapter 130 Frozen Time

• Arden Thane stood at the head of the room, commanding the attention of every single person present. Even at nearly eighty, his presence was magnetic. His full head of gray hair, though thinning at the temples, remained neatly combed, a testament to the sharpness he maintained. His posture was bent slightly with age, but his wrinkled face held a dignity that commanded respect. His deep-set eyes, though tired, flickered with a knowing wisdom. There was a quiet strength to him, like a lion in winter—still powerful, still formidable.
• Gerald couldn't suppress the smug smile that crept across his face. Arden had been his ally for years, a close confidant, and Gerald was confident that their shared history would sway the vote in his favor. After all, Arden had never hidden his disdain for Ethan's reckless behavior. In fact, Arden’s public criticism of Ethan had been sharp and relentless over the years, leaving no doubt in anyone’s mind where his loyalty lay. Gerald adjusted his tie, straightening his suit jacket with a flourish, as if already claiming victory.
• "Please, Arden, go ahead," Gerald said, his voice dripping with confidence. He flashed a smirk toward Ethan, savoring the moment. The boardroom was tense, eyes darting between the two men at the center of this power struggle. Gerald puffed out his chest, ready to bask in the glory of his inevitable triumph.