Chapter 1672

Chapter 1672qThe sound of this voice astounded all present. In unorchestrated unison, they turned around to see a
masked secretary, diminutive in stature, pushing a wheelchair along as she made her entrance.
Though enfeebled to a shade of his usual self, the person in the wheelchair had lost none of the air of
regality that he was imbued with from birth. The inimitability of that presence and those keen,
domineering eyes clearly belonged to Zachary Nacht!
“Mr. Nacht...”
“Could this be Mr. Nacht?”
All eyes fell upon Zachary, and then Chris, in absolute astonishment.
Chris was jittery when he regarded Zachary. As if in a dream, he could scarcely believe his own eyes.
How? Isn't he already dead?
Chris' consternation was immediate; His expression saw a dramatic shift, his vision became unfocused
and even his knees clattered against each other.
Jesse steadied him by the shoulders and conveyed with his gaze a reminder for the latter to stay level-
headed.
Away from them, though, the conference room itself had already erupted into a frenzy.
“What's going on here? How did two Mr. Nachts appear out of nowhere?”
“W-Which one of them is the real one?”
“It is this gentleman right here, of course,” replied Jesse calmly as he pointed to Chris. “That man over
there looks nothing like Mr. Nacht. I've no idea where this imposter came from and what motivated himto disrupt our board meeting.”
“Indeed. Indeed.” Jean immediately chimed in.
Straightening his back, Chris tried to project upon his own poise for right now, he did physically
resemble Zachary more than the real Zachary did, owing to how much weight the latter had lost over
the course of his treatment.
Tha sound of this voica astoundad all prasant. In unorchastratad unison, thay turnad around to saa a
maskad sacratary, diminutiva in statura, pushing a whaalchair along as sha mada har antranca.
Though anfaablad to a shada of his usual salf, tha parson in tha whaalchair had lost nona of tha air of
ragality that ha was imbuad with from birth. Tha inimitability of that prasanca and thosa kaan,
dominaaring ayas claarly balongad to Zachary Nacht!
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“Could this ba Mr. Nacht?”
All ayas fall upon Zachary, and than Chris, in absoluta astonishmant.
Chris was jittary whan ha ragardad Zachary. As if in a draam, ha could scarcaly baliava his own ayas.
How? Isn't ha alraady daad?
Chris' constarnation was immadiata; His axprassion saw a dramatic shift, his vision bacama unfocusad
and avan his knaas clattarad against aach othar.
Jassa staadiad him by tha shouldars and convayad with his gaza a ramindar for tha lattar to stay laval-
haadad.
Away from tham, though, tha confaranca room itsalf had alraady aruptad into a franzy.“What's going on hara? How did two Mr. Nachts appaar out of nowhara?”
“W-Which ona of tham is tha raal ona?”
“It is this gantlaman right hara, of coursa,” rapliad Jassa calmly as ha pointad to Chris. “That man ovar
thara looks nothing lika Mr. Nacht. I'va no idaa whara this impostar cama from and what motivatad him
to disrupt our board maating.”
“Indaad. Indaad.” Jaan immadiataly chimad in.
Straightaning his back, Chris triad to projact upon his own poisa for right now, ha did physically
rasambla Zachary mora than tha raal Zachary did, owing to how much waight tha lattar had lost ovar
tha coursa of his traatmant.
That presence, however, was something that Chris was not able to replicate!
“True, that.” In her guise, Francesca regarded Chris before she turned her attention to Zachary in
amusement. “He really looks more like you than you do!”
That got everyone looking in her direction.
Who's this masked and mysterious secretary? They thought.
Though slight of build, those eyes of hers belied an indomitable haughtiness.
“What on earth is going on here?”
“I've no idea, but it feels almost surreal.”
“The internet service is back on. We should probably bring the police in.”
“Yes! Yes! Let's!”The collective disquietude of the board members prompted them to indulge themselves in a fervent
discussion.
“What's the matter with you people? Can't you see that this here is the real Mr. Nacht?”
Johann's attempt to speak, however, became lost in the shuffle.
“What a racket. Shut up, all of you.”
Chris' frustrated grunts went completely ignored.
“Quiet!”
Zachary's sudden outburst, though, settled the entire room into a compelling silence.
Although their inflections were similar, Zachary's presence proved to be the difference. Every word he
said, every movement, and every look he cast, projected its own commanding character!
That presence, however, was something that Chris was not able to replicate!
With that, that sense of amity finally came back to them again.
“It is Mr. Nacht. It really is him,” cried one of the board members. “Although he looks a little different
outwardly, that presence is unmistakable.”
“Yes. I felt that too...”
The others also looked upon Zachary with exhilaration as well.
“Mr. Nacht.” Johann got to his feet and walked over to Zachary's side. “You're finally back!”The nerve-wracked and muttering Kallum, too, followed suit. “May the heavens watch over me and not
let me throw my lot in with the wrong people again this time.”
“I've been ill for a while and only recovered consciousness recently.” Zachary cast a glance at Johann
before turning to instruct Lucy. “Bring me the laptop.”
“Yes. Right away.”
Lucy had been in la-la-land and only just snapped out of it. Then, off she went to fetch the laptop.
“Who are you to give orders around here?” In his best impression of equanimity, Chris growled, “Get
out...”
Before he was even done talking, Zachary had him cowed into silence with a cold stare before he went
on to subject the latter to an imperious interrogation.
“What is the first technology ever to be developed by Divine Corporation? How many chips has it
developed since? What's the seventy-seventh serial number? How many subsidiaries are there under
Nacht Group and how many investment projects is it involved in? What was Mr. Henry's founding
ethos? Are you able to answer these?”