My Sleeping Beauty Husband novel (Cynthia and Alston)
Chapter 78

Chapter 78 Leave the Smith Group

After Clare had talked with Ivan, he frequently appeared in the company and began to intervene in various. company affairs. Ultimately, he flipped out on Alston in a meeting because of disputes with Alston. At the Smith Group's shareholder meeting. Clare looked at Alston coldly and said in an aggrieved voice, "Alston, I know that you are now the uncompromising person in charge of the Smith Group and don't care me, even though I'm your uncle. But I also have the Smith Group's shares. Why do you ignore my opinion."

Alston sat on the chair, and his face was stern without apparent emotions. "Uncle Clare, you have the right to raise opinions, but your opinions are not suitable for our current project at all, so I also have the right to reject them."

Looking at Alston's calmness and carelessness, Clare was even angrier. "It seems you're so confident in

managing the company that you don't need me anymore and try every means to force me to leave. Since you insist on your decision, I will also stick to mine. I can't stay in the Smith Group any longer, and now I'm officially separated from the company. Then I'm no longer your obstacle."

Alston heard him confuse right and wrong and couldn't help but sneer, "It seems you are determined to leave the Smith Group. I can't stop you if you leave the Smith family and establish yours. Then do what you want." After Alston finished speaking, Clare blushed, snorted coldly, and left without hesitation.

As soon as he left, the shareholders at the meeting started whispering. The scene was chaotic for a while, and then one shareholder stood up. "Mr. Smith, we admit you are capable, but you are too young. I favor your uncle's idea this time. I'm sorry."

After speaking, he followed Clare and left. Then several others went one after another.

Alston narrowed his eyes, looked coldly at the shareholders sitting below, and said in a low voice, "Who else wants to leave? You can follow Clare, and I will not stop you."

After speaking, the meeting room was silent. After a long time, someone stood up and said, "Mr. Smith, we have been in the Smith Group for many years. After you took over the company, it developed even better. We trust you even more and will always follow you."

Subsequently, there were echoes all over the room.

Alston glanced at the rest. The people on Clare's side had already left, including two principal shareholders and a few small shareholders. But Mr. Johnson put it clear that he would support him this time, and the number of people who chose to stay in the Smith Group was not small.

Alston nodded and said, "Thank you all. I, Alston Smith, will never let down your trust."

A brief sentence was like to give everyone a much-needed shot in their arms, and their unease was settled. After the meeting. Alston returned to the office, and Lloyd stood aside to report, "Clare and those shareholders have sold off their shares in the Smith Group. I have arranged for people to buy them all. It's unclear how many benefits Clare promised them all, making them will rather follow him than stay in the

Smith Group."

Alston closed his eyes and tapped the table lightly with his slender fingers without any worry on his face. Since he knew Clare's thought of leaving the Smith Group, he had planned everything and waited to drive him

out of the company.

"Keep staring at them and report to me as soon as there is movement."

Lloyd nodded. "I see!"

"By the way, when will the Green family arrive in Fort?" Alston opened his eyes which were as deep as a pool.

Lloyd answered, "I guess they will arrive next week, and I already get the news that the Green family is preparing to leave Coast City."

Alston calmly nodded as if everything was under his control.

Lloyd stood beside him with an inscrutable smile.

After Cynthia learned that Clare had left the Smith Group, she found Alston was even busier, going out early

and returning late every day.

It was past midnight, and Alston had just returned home. Not long after he returned, Greg had something to

report, and the two went to the study.

Cynthia felt distressed when seeing him busy.

It was not clear where Stella went for fun. She didn't spend the night at the Smith family these days.

Cynthia got up, went downstairs to warm up two cups of milk, and brought them to the study. She knocked on the door, and a low and hoarse voice came out from the study. "Come in."

Cynthia pushed the door open and went in, replaceing that Alston was still flipping through the documents and Greg standing aside. Both of them looked up when they heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

She smiled. "I warmed up two cups of milk. You can talk after drinking the milk."

Greg hurriedly took over the tray. "Mrs. Smith, how can I burden you with such work? Let me do it."

"It's okay. I'm the one with the most leisure now, so it's not a big deal to warm up two cups of milk," said Cynthia smiling, handing him one of the cups.

Alston wayed to her, and Cynthia walked over with the milk, stuffing the cup into his hand. "You must not

have eaten well these days. You look like you are losing a lot of weight."

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Looking at his chiseled face, Cynthia suddenly remembered the first time she saw him in the Smith family. At that time, he was lying on the bed quietly, thin and out of shape, looking terrible and pitiful. She spared no effort to take care of him, and he finally looked relatively healthy. But he lost so much weight

again.

Alston didn't refute and drank the milk obediently. "After this period, there won't be so many things to do, and I will have a lot of time to be with you by then. I will take you for a trip, and you can go anywhere you want."

Cynthia took the empty cup and smiled when she heard it. "Then it's a deal. Remember your promise when

the time comes."

They had a conversation. Seeing that Greg had also finished drinking, Cynthia packed up prepared to go downstairs.

the

cups and

She knew that Clare's departure took away many of the Smith Group's business partners and left Alston with a mess. It was the busiest and most chaotic time for the Smith Group. She heard Greg and Alston start talking about work again when she was about to leave.

Greg's voice came into her ears. "Among them, the Miller Group gave Clare a lot of support. The Smith Group and the Miller family are century-old and have been involved in the business for a long time. Almost every project of the Smith Group has the participation of the Miller Group. It was not clear what happened to them. this time. They rather paid a huge amount of liquidated damages than abided by the contract with us."

Alston sneered, "It is estimated that they have reached cooperation with Clare, and Clare should have paid a

large part of the huge liquidated damages. It is ridiculous to pay the Smith Group's liquidated damages with the money embezzled from the Smith Group."

Cynthia's expression changed when she heard it, and she gently closed the door.

After going downstairs to clean the cups, she went straight to the bedroom and took a document from the drawer under her wardrobe. Looking at the writing on it, she bit her lower lip.

Almost at one o'clock, Alston returned to the bedroom after taking a shower in the bathroom outside the bedroom, and he found that the light was still on, seeing Cynthia, thin, huddled under the quilt.

His eyes suddenly softened a lot. He walked over lightly and stretched out his long arms to cuddle her.

In a daze, Cynthia smelled the fresh fragrance after taking a shower and opened her eyes. Rubbing her sleepy

eyes lightly, she asked in a soft voice, "Alston, you're done talking with Greg?"

Alston gently kissed her face and replied in a hoarse voice, "Sorry, I woke you up."

"No, I've been waiting for you, and I accidentally fell asleep just now." Cynthia shook her head with the

strength to wake herself up.

Alston said distressedly, "You can sleep first. You have to go to work tomorrow, and you will feel

uncomfortable if you don't get enough sleep."

Cynthia rubbed against his chest. "I have something for you."

"What?"

Cynthia took the document from the bedside table and handed it to him with a severe look. "I'm just an ordinary doctor, and I can't help you deal with the trouble the Smith Group faces now. It is the dowry you got for me earlier. I give it to you now, and I hope it can give you a hand."

What she held was the equity transfer letter that Alston forced Beck to sign before, which was 15% of the Miller Group's shares. Without hesitation, she gave him all that she could rely on now.

Alston looked down at the thin equity transfer document, feeling an indescribable emotion welling up in his heart, bitter but warm.

Since his father's death, he has supported the Smith Group alone. A sixteen-year-old boy forced himself to become mature and robust. After running the Smith Group for so many years, he thought he was strong enough not to be afraid of all pain and that he was no longer the helpless boy as before.

But now, this woman, so thin that she seemed to be flown away by the wind, gave him all she had.

Alston sighed deeply, put his big hands on the back of her head, and hugged her into his arms. "Cynthia, thank you. I will take care of everything. All you have to do is to be happy and do what you want. I hope nothing will make you worried."

Alston had noticed long ago that the Smith Group and the Miller Group were too deeply involved. Although the Smith Group were in a strong position in many ways over the Miller Group, the reliance on them was still strong. He had made all needed backups early, including the Williams Group and the Clinton family.

Once the Miller Group broke the contract, the two groups could replace them immediately. Alston didn't lack anything but the Miller Group's breaking of the contract.