Ryan let go of her, immediately noticing the cut on her lip. He hadn't seen anything like it before and was caught off guard. “What happened to your mouth?”
Clara's lips were a bit swollen, and the cut made every word a painful effort. She gently touched her lips and walked over to the coffee table. “Is Greysen giving you a hard time again?”
“Yeah, he even brought a bunch of board members, saying I'm too young to run the company.”
Greysen was nothing if not ambitious.
Clara settled onto the couch, her eyes catching the pile of documents filled with dense notes, all in Ryan's handwriting. A small smile played on her lips. After a good ten minutes of reviewing them, she was sure her brother was on the right track to success.
Just as she was about to speak, the doorbell rang.
Greysen was back. As long as Ryan held onto his shares, peace was out of reach. Plus, Greysen had already snagged ten percent of the shares from Quinn, making him the second-largest shareholder.
Half of the top brass were on his side, and they didn't have much respect for Ryan, who'd been thrust into the CEO role against his will. Everyone knew Ryan was more about fun than business.
Ryan took a deep breath and told someone to open the living room door.
As Greysen and his crew walked in, they immediately spotted Clara on the couch. But they didn't pay her any mind, since she didn't have any shares.
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