Chapter 91 She Was the Best
Cherry came to her senses and laughed. "Why do you think that way?"
"Then transfer the shares to me now. I'll call Miller Group's lawyer and ask him to come over." Beck was about to pick up the phone on the table, but Cherry stopped him. "No, Dad!"
Beck's face turned cold. He dropped the phone in his hand, and said with a sneer, "Cherry, what do you mean?!"
Cherry saw that the matter had come to what it was, and she was not going to hide it any longer. To tell a lie would be covered by countless lies. Beck was her father, so even if she had told the truth he would at most have scolded her.
She made up her mind, pursed her lips, and said, "It's not that I don't want to transfer it to you. I just can't
transfer it to you."
"What?" Beck was stunned.
Cherry twitched her fingers together and told of what had happened at the art museum. After she said it, she
was relieved, "So now I don't have any shares."
Beck's face was sullen and uncertain. He stared at her, breathing heavily, and he was so angry that he slapped Cherry across the face. "You b*stard! I should never have given birth to you in the first place. You will
only cause trouble."
He beat her so hard that Cherry's face became red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were covered with blood. She caressed her face and looked at Beck in disbelief. "You hit me, but I am your daughter. Am I less important than those shares?"
Beck looked at her as if she had said something stupid.
Jane was afraid he would be angry again, so she rushed over and stood before Cherry, begging. "Don't be angry. Cherry is still a child. She doesn't know this."
"She is already twenty-five! Is she still a child?! She has been spoiled by you! Do you know how much trouble
she caused me?"
Beck was so angry that he looked at them on the ground. His eyes were about to burst into flames.
Cherry felt sad and thought, "This is the first time I have been beaten by Beck since I was young. My father
slapped me! He was like treating an enemy."
She looked at Beck with a look of discontent. "Then what can I do? If I do not pay 28 million in compensation, I will go to jail. Dad, don't you want to see me go to jail to be reconciled!" Seeing that she still didn't know how to repent, Beck yelled, "Then go to jail. I can't wait to beat you to death.
now."
He raised his hand again as he spoke, and Jane stopped Beck, and they wept and hugged each other.
Beck raised his hand and gritted his teeth, but in the end, he did not strike her. He kept reminding himself, "Do
not be angry. Cherry still has great uses, so I can't be angry."
He sat on the sofa in a dejected posture. "I only have 30% of the shares left in my hands now. I had given. Cynthia fifteen percent of the shares as a dowry. Alston cajoled me into giving him 10 percent, and now 20 percent is in Lorenz's hands. I am no longer the largest shareholder of Miller Group, and Miller Group may change hands in the future."
As soon as he said that, the mother and daughter who were crying on the ground were all stunned. They looked at each other, and then showed a look of horror.
Cherry thought, "I think I screwed up this time."
There was silence in the living room, and after a while, Beck turned to look at Cherry who was on the ground,
with dark eyes, and they couldn't see his emotions.
"Cherry, come with me to visit Ivan in two days, and make an appointment for your marriage."
As soon as he said that, Cherry looked at Beck in astonishment, got up from the ground, screamed, and objected. "No, I won't marry Ivan. I don't want to marry that trash."
Facing her ferocious look, Beck was indifferent, but his eyes revealed a stern look. "Cherry, this is beyond your control. From now on, I will not pamper you again. You should be prepared these few days. When the time comes, you will get married as soon as Ivan comes out."
Cherry was stunned. She knew that no matter how much she resisted, it would be useless. Her father must have made a decision, and it was impossible to change it.
After Beck said that, he left. Now he had to replace other small shareholders of Miller Group to get in touch with them and let them stand by him. In order to prevent Miller Group from falling into the hands of others, he still had a lot to do.
Cherry watched him disappear, and all her energy seemed to go out of her, and she became limp.
Jane hurried over to support her, looking at her pale and desperate face. Her heart ached. "Don't be afraid. I will help you..."
The Smith Group seemed far calmer than the troubled Miller family. After all the troublemakers were
removed, the employees felt more at ease.
Coupled with a partnership with the Green family, the Williams family and the Clinton family took on the Miller Group's position, and all the issues were resolved. They returned to their usual fast-paced and efficient
state, and everything was going well.
Lorenz sat on the soft and looked at Alston's office.
The layout of the office was the same style as Alston, cold and simple, all dark tones, single color, but all the furnishings were very valuable, low-key, and luxurious.
He looked around, and his eyes fell on Alston who was sitting behind the desk and looking at the document.
Alston looked down. His forehead hair covered his expression. He had bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and
well-shaped features. Not only was he superior in appearance, but also his temperament was even more outstanding. He had the charm of a mature man at work.
Lorenz had a keen eye for detail, but after watching Alston for a long time, and replaceing nothing wrong with
him, he could not help snorting.
He didn't disguise his gaze, and Alston, noticing it, looked up. "Cousin, we have finished talking about our cooperation project. Why are you still here?" Hearing him call out the word "cousin", Lorenz had goosebumps all over his body, "Don't call me cousin, I'm
Cynthia's cousin, not your cousin."
Alston's expression remained unchanged. "But Cynthia is my wife. If you think she is not your cousin, I will
not compel you. Anyway, it's fine for her to be loved by me alone."
Lorenz, who was such a rational person, jumped up when he heard that. "That's not what I meant!"
"Then what do you mean!" Alston raised his indifferent eyes.
Lorenz looked into those eyes, but couldn't say a single word he wanted to say, and sat down angrily. "Forget it, you can scream if you want."
Even if he had not cared to admit it, in a few days Lorenz had decided that Alston was good both in ability
and character, and that Alston was worthy of Cynthia, but Lorenz could not be reconciled.
Lorenz thought, "It's not easy for me to have such a delicate cousin as Cynthia, and she has become his wife before I have time to spoil her."
The office became quiet again, and after a while, Lorenz said, "I heard that you are looking for a suitable kidney for Lynn."
Alston tightened his fingers, and looked over. "What do you want to say?"
"Has Cynthia done it..."
He had just opened his mouth when Alston interrupted him. "That's impossible!"
Lorenz's voice froze, and before he could react, he heard Alston say in an undeniable tone, "I will not allow Cynthia to donate a kidney."
"I... I'm not..." Lorenz retorted, but he didn't say it in the end.
He did think that he would ask Cynthia to donate a kidney if he could not replace a source. After all, in his heart,
he cared most for his aunt Lynn, and Cynthia was her daughter. That was why he cared for Cynthia, too. Lorenz covered his face with his hands and sighed. "I will try my best to replace a suitable kidney source."
After listening to him so much, Alston softened his eyes a lot, and he tapped his fingers on the table. "Cynthia once offered to get a match, but I didn't agree. I forced her not to donate her kidney. Cynthia is a good daughter, but I'm not a good son-in-law. In my heart, no one is more important than Cynthia's health,
just like in your heart, no one is more important than Lynn."
Lorenz's eyebrows stretched, and he nodded. "I know, even if Cynthia wants to donate a kidney, Lynn will not
agree."
While the two were talking, the door of the office was pushed open, and Cynthia popped her head around the
door. "Have you guys settled the matter? I brought lunch over here." Lorenz and Alston exchanged looks, and their hearts skipped a beat. They wondered if Cynthia had overheard their conversation just now.
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