"Didn't you guys tell me before that the forty percent was scattered among some other shareholders of The Grant Group? How come all of them are now in Wilson's hands?"
Each of the men in black lowered their heads, not daring to look up at Cora. Having served under Cora's hand for all these years, they were well aware of this woman's methods.
I think Walsh, who was so heartfelt to her, ended up with an alleged felony of arms smuggling and spent the entire second half of his life in prison.
"Madam, in fact, we still have room to maneuver in this matter!"
A thin man inside stepped forward and spoke to Cora.
Glancing coldly at the man, he said, "What else can you do?"
"As long as we can get the other ten percent, isn't The Grant Group just a matter of what the lady says?"
"Then do you know in whose hands the other ten percent is?"
Cora also knows about the 10% share, but it is said that when The Grant Group was established, Darren's father gave the 10% share to his wife who is now Wilson's grandmother, if that is true, The Grant family old lady is now lying in the hospital, no different from a living dead person, how can she Get the 10 percent of the shares!
"I have found out that the ten percent of the shares were in the hands of The Old Mrs. Grant, but then she gave it to Rosemary, which is now Jamie, as long as we get the ten percent of shares from her hands, Wilson, even if he is powerful, will not be able to keep The Grant Group!"
No wonder, she sent someone to check the shares of The Old Mrs. Grant some time ago and found that the shares had been transferred to her people, but no one knew who it had been transferred to, it turned out that it was given to her granddaughter-in-law.
"But now that Wilson has Rosemary under almost twenty-four hour protection, is there any way you can lure her out?"
The skinny man heard a heated smile and went to Cora's ear and muttered a few words, and in no time he saw Cora that smiled a big smile.
"Then this matter will be left to you, don't dare you use any method to make her sign the document!"
"And the second youngest there?"
"Leave it to me there, you can just let go and come to me directly if there is something!"
For Cora, no one is allowed to get in her way, not even Chad.
"Sister, is it ready to go?"
As soon as Rosemary went out, she saw Mayme with a pill hair, a travel bag on her back, and a DSLR camera hanging around her neck, excitedly.
"What are you carrying in this bag that looks asif it's heavy?"
Looking at the bag on her back, Rosemary asked.
Glanced at the bag on the back of his own home, a smile, said: "This is my treasure chest, out of travel must bring!"
"Oh, the food Wilson and the others are ready, you just need to bring something you need to use!"
To her, Mayme seemed like a child who hadn't grown up and didn't have any heart.
"I know, let's hurry down!"
Taking Rosemary's hand, she headed for the elevator. Although she didn't understand why Joseph had arranged for her, a small assistant, to live here, she was satisfied with everything thinking that she could be by Rosemary's side every day.
"Good morning Mr. Grant!"
Once she saw Wilson, Mayme shouted sweetly, and that sweet voice seemed to sulk one's heart.
The day Rosemary came back and told her that the driver that day was Wilson, Mayme thought he would run to Joseph to sue her, but nothing happened in the end, but she avoided him these days, after all, a small assistant called the president's friend a pig, it really seems to be a bit too much.
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