Chapter 71 Playing the Matchmaker
“I sure have an exceptional grandson,” Merlin said while stroking his beard. He then handed Eugene a copper key while staring at the latter. “Go get me the red folder in the drawer.”
Despite his surprise, Eugene took the key and took out the folder after unlocking the drawer. “Do you mean this?”
“Yeah, and you shall be keeping this from now on,” Merlin said with a nod.
“What’s this?” Upon opening it, Eugene’s heart skipped a beat as he realized that it was his grandfather’s will, which brought a frown to his face. “Grandpa, what are you doing? Why would you write a will when you’re fine?”
Merlin got ahold of Eugene’s hand as the latter tried to tuck the folder back into his hands. “Don’t be nervous, as all I ask of you in the meantime is to hold onto it. My day will come now that I am old, so you should think about the company even though you don’t personally care about the wealth. To me, you’re the best candidate for the president of this company. The shares that your grandmother and I hold add up to one-fourth of the total number of shares, which would guarantee your acquisition of the position, with one added condition.”
A look of anger crossed Eugene’s face as he looked closer at the additional terms listed upon hearing Merlin’s words. “You mean I need to get married before I could inherit the company? Are you sure you want me as the president?”
Merlin wore a mischievous smirk as he responded, “I’ll try my best to live on while you do your best to accomplish that task!”
“You should have someone else inherit it, then,” Eugene said.
As anxiety kicked in, Merlin slapped him on the back. “Are you planning to piss me off so much so that you could inherit my wealth after I die of a stroke?”
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