The Ex-Wife's Burning Elegance novel Chapter 532

Karl’s eyes flickered with surprise at what he’d just heard.

His grandfather seemed to have no intention of holding Stella accountable for smashing Sherman’s face. In fact, the way Mr. Burton responded to Skyler’s words made his attitude even more difficult to read.

If this was what Stella wanted, was Mr. Burton really planning to make Sherman take responsibility for her? Karl had heard the rumors—Stella had been married before, and she already had a five-year-old child. Sherman, on the other hand, had never even been engaged.

Sherman might not be good enough for Aurora, sure, but… was he supposed to marry Stella instead?

Was Grandfather really so enchanted by this woman that he’d lost his mind?

Just then, Stella finally spoke up.

“Mr. Burton, I don’t need him to take responsibility for me.”

Mr. Burton replied, “Stella, I know marrying Sherman might be a bit of a stretch for you, but fate has brought you together, and that’s rare. If you’re willing to join the Burton family, I’ll personally see to your dowry…”

He paused for a moment, then added, “How does five percent of Burton Group’s shares sound?”

The room erupted in shock.

“Granddad?!”

“Mr. Burton?!”

Five percent didn’t sound like much, but the Burton Group was a vast family empire, with an ever-growing number of relatives.

Mr. Burton had five children, and by the time the shares trickled down to the grandchildren, there wasn’t much left to go around. He still held onto a sizable portion himself, but even Sherman didn’t own five percent.

Mr. Burton shot Nicolle a displeased look. “Nicolle, are you trying to poach her from me?”

Nicolle nodded calmly. “Mr. Burton, as I just told you, my son has his heart set elsewhere and refuses to return to the Watson family. Florrie has no ambition and is determined to remain single. I can’t hand the Watson Group over to her. My only hope now is Antoney.”

He turned to Stella then, his usually stern face softening as he forced a smile.

“Stella, is it? I’m Antoney’s father. I’ve heard you and Antoney grew up together like family. Since you’re like family to him, you’re family to us as well. You can call me Father, just as he does—”

A sudden cough from Skyler cut him off.

Nicolle didn’t care if he was offending Skyler—what did it matter, with the Watson legacy at stake and no heir in sight? He’d made up his mind. If Antoney insisted on marrying Stella, so be it. No matter the cost, he was determined to win Stella over today.