Chapter 1673 The Return of the King 2
Hearing that voice, everyone froze and turned around in unison.
A petite figure wearing a mask was pushing a wheelchair into the room.
The person in the wheelchair, though gaunt and somewhat changed in appearance, still exuded an innate regal aura, a unique presence, and those commanding eyes.
It was unmistakably Micah!!
"Mr. Clemens."
"Is that... Mr. Clemens?"
Everyone looked at Micah, then at Alan, completely bewildered.
Alan stared at Micah, as if in a dream, unable to believe his eyes.
Wasn't he supposed to be dead?
How could this be?
Alan panicked instantly, his face changing color, his eyes darting around, and his legs trembling.
Nicholas gripped his arm, signaling him to stay calm with his eyes.
"What's going on? Why are there suddenly two Mr. Clemens?"
"Which one is the real one?"
"Of course, this one is real." Nicholas pointed at Alan, speaking with confidence. "That other person doesn't even look like Mr. Clemens. They must have found an imposter somewhere to disrupt our board meeting."
"Exactly," Olivia quickly agreed.
Alan straightened his back, trying to appear composed.
Indeed, he currently looked more like Micah, while the real Micah, due to recent treatments, had become so thin that he looked different.
But that aura was something Alan could never replicate!
"That's true." Riley, disguised as a secretary, glanced between Alan and Micah, jokingly said, "He looks more like you than you do!"
Everyone turned to look at her.
They wondered, who was this masked person who didn't show their face?
They seemed weak, but those eyes carried an undeniable arrogance.
"What on earth is going on?"
"No idea, it feels surreal."
"The internet is back up, should we call the police?"
"Yes, let's call the police!"
The board members were all panicking, discussing among themselves.
"What's wrong with you all? This is the real Mr. Clemens."
Ryan tried to speak, but his voice was drowned out by the others' chatter.
"Shut up, all of you."
Alan irritably snapped, but no one paid him any attention.
"Quiet!"
Micah's sudden cold command silenced the entire room.
Though the voice was the same, Micah's presence was entirely different. Every word, every movement, every glance carried a unique authority!
That familiar feeling was back.
"It's Mr. Clemens, it really is Mr. Clemens."
One of the board members suddenly shouted excitedly, "Though he looks a bit different, that aura is irreplaceable."
"Yes, I can feel it."
The others also looked at Micah with excitement.
"Mr. Clemens." Ryan stood up and walked over to stand beside Micah. "You're finally back!"
Declan followed, standing next to Ryan, nervously muttering, "God, please don't let me bet on the wrong horse this time."
"I was ill and just woke up recently." Micah glanced at Ryan, then turned to Chloe and instructed, "Bring the laptop."
"Yes, yes."
Chloe, who had been in a daze, snapped out of it and hurried to get the laptop.
"What gives you the right to give orders here?" Alan tried to maintain his composure and shouted, "Get out..."
Before he could finish, Micah's piercing gaze silenced him.
Micah looked at him coldly, questioning with an air of superiority.
"What was the first tech product developed by VIC Group? How many tech chips have been developed in total? What is the number of the seventy-seventh chip? How many subsidiaries does the Clemens Group have, and what projects have they invested in? What was the founding principle of the Clemens Group? Can you answer these?"
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