NovelEnglishComing down the stairs, Aubree spotted her father surrounded by the other relatives pointing their fingers at him and questioning him.
“What are you guys doing?” Aubree asked after seeing the scene.
In the entire Pearson family, their family was the superior one; they had never received such treatment.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHearing her voice, everyone turned to look at her.
“You still have the guts to question us, huh? You know, had you not offended Lucian, our family would not have been like this right now. Old Mr. Pearson established Pearson Group all by himself. It’s not something you can toy with! You're the one who messed up, but why do we have to bear the consequences as well?” Aubree appeared in a wretched state as her cheek was still swollen, and Samuel's handprint did not fade.
Aubree was so infuriated that her hand started trembling. “Oh, we're talking about that now, are we? Didn't all of you also bask in the glory when Pearson Group was at its peak?” If not for the marriage contract between Lucian and me, there's no way Pearson Group would've been that magnificent. Yet, here they are, making all this noise.
Everyone exchanged glances, not knowing how to retort.
As for Samuel, he could finally heave a sigh of relief, but he still felt as if his family was at fault, so he stood in the middle of the room while wearing an unpleasant expression. “Aubree, apologize to everyone right now!” “Why should I? | didn’t do anything wrong!” Aubree retaliated. “Did they thank us when they enjoyed the things we achieved?” These hypocrites are disgusting! Aubree’s words hit them like a truck as they stared at each other.
After stime, someone finally uttered, “The most important thing right now is to cup with a solution to this crisis. Bickering like this won't get us anywhere.” “That's right. We aren't here to bicker; we're here so everyone could think of something to solve this issue,” another one quickly agreed.
Taking a seat on the couch tiredly, Samuel asked, “So what solution have you thought of?” There was no way Lucian would let go of any Pearsons.
As Samuel had handled this all day long, he had no energy left.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe living room went pin-drop silent again.
All of a sudden, one of them muttered, “Farwell Group is targeting you; we're not the ones who crossed them. If you're willing to give up your right to manage the company and withdraw as the head of the authority, Farwell Group will probably be a bit lenient toward us.” In an instant, the others voiced their agreement.
“We don’t have anything against you managing the company, but what he said makes sense. If you're not willing to do that, all of us will go down with you.” “As long as Pearson Group stands, you will always have food on your table.” Everyone spoke one after another as though Samuel and his family were ssort of sinners.
Samuel had his head down, unable to rebuke.
The others’ behaviors enraged Aubree as she bellowed, “Shut up! Who do you think you are? You're just a bunch of hypocrites! How dare you point your fingers at us!” Staring at her, everyone went silent, but they knew Samuel would do as they said.
Aubree looked at her father, about to ask him to reject their ideas.
However, before she could say anything, Samuel stated, “Understood. I'll do as you suggested. I'm willing to let go of sof my shares.”
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