Broken Engagement His Uncle's Bride (Serena and Trevor) novel Chapter 220

Chapter 220 Family Meeting

After all, this lad was more powerful than he was.

Bryce arrived five minutes later. Everyone was there now.

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He looked at Donald and felt a strange twist in his chest. Last time they sat like this, it was to talk about Serena marrying Trevor. Now she was marrying his son.

He looked away and smiled at Serena. “Rena, it’s only been a few days, and you already look thinner.

“You young people need to stop skipping meals.”

Serena smiled. “Thanks, Mr. Levine. I’ll be careful.”

“Mr. Levine? Come on. You’re married now. It’s Bryce.”

She looked at him, unsure. That word didn’t come easily.

Sebastian leaned back and said, “Dad, did you pay her to call you that? You’re collecting daughters again?”

Unbelievable, embarrassing me in front of her. Bryce shot him a look, then took out a folder.

A share transfer agreement. “This is five percent of the company’s stock. Rena, take it. It’s your wedding gift.”

Sebastian held two–thirds of the shares. The rest were owned by his father and Nathan.

“I’ll take it!” Donald cut in before Serena could speak.

Five percent of Levine Group? That could buy Steele Tech twice over.

Serena gave her father a sharp look. Then she turned to Bryce. “That’s too much. I can’t accept it.”

She had no problem tricking her dad out of his shares. But this? This was different.

“Just take it. He wants you to have it–no need to act like you’re doing him a favor.”

Bryce squinted. That didn’t sit well.

Serena hesitated, then smiled. “Thank you… Bryce.”

“Good girl.”

Bryce smiled wide. Worth every penny.

“No need to thank him. Half of my shares are yours anyway.

Bryce nearly choked.

He stared. “Sebastian, are you serious?”

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Chapter 220 Family Meeting

“What’s the issue? Half my assets go to my wife. That’s how it should be.

“We’re not getting divorced. And if we ever do, it’ll be my fault, and I’ll pay for it.”

Bryce stared at him, stunned. His son was either clueless or way too intense.

He sighed. “Fine.”

If the kid wanted to throw the company away, so be it.

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