When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden) novel Chapter 544

Chapter 544 Whether I Stop or Not Depends Entirely on You?

The board of directors presented a document to Braden, pretending to be respectful. “Mr. Stewart, we need your cooperation and signature for this 'Consent to Voluntarily Give Up the Management of The Stewart Group.' However, we are unsure if you can sign it independently given your current condition?'

Braden tilted his head slightly as he calmly said, 'Give me the pen.'

"No, you cant sign it!"

Shirley was still under Antwan's control. She exerted all her strength to break free but was too weak to escape.

"You damned bastard, let me go! I'll kill you!'

She struggled in Antwan's embrace, lost control of her emotions, and even bit his arm fiercely like a shrew.

"Hush, be good. This is Braden's own choice. Even if I let you go, he will still sign the document. Why are you so worried?"

"Antwan, you despicable person, do you think you can win against him this way? I won't let you succeed. You can never compare to him, not even a single strand of his hair!"

Shirley bit Antwan's arm so tightly that her whole body trembled, tasting the flavor of blood in her mouth.

Antwan looked at the deep and bloody tooth marks on his arm, which were obviously painful, yet he felt highly pleased. "So, what if I can't compare to him? At least this makes you notice me."

Perhaps, he was fundamentally a masochist, wanting to attract Shirley's attention this way.

To him, it was better to curse, beat, or even eat him bite by bite than not to have him in her sight at all.

"This... Ms. Wilson, please show mercy!'

The onlookers were stunned and couldn't figure out what to do next as they looked at each other with mouths agape.

Although Braden's eyes were blind, his heart was not. He listened to the entire conversation between Shirley and Antwan and was even more convinced that Shirley must have a special meaning to Antwan. His fingers holding the pen, tightened slightly as he signed the document.

"I've signed it. You can leave now."

After a few seconds, his beautiful handwriting appeared on the paper.

Shirley stopped struggling and looked at Braden with a sense of extreme distress. She knew better than anyone how painful it was to give up something Braden was proud of, let alone for the son of heaven, who had never experienced failure!

Antwan released his grip on Shirley, his arm already bitten bloody, and clapped his hands, saying, "Braden is righteous. As a cousin, I really admire it. This is your own choice, so when uncle and grandfather come to hold us accountable, I will not be responsible!"

"Bah, you hypocritical people, get out of here!"

Shirley pushed Antwan far away and then ran towards Braden, hugging and comforting him in a low voice. "Don't worry. Take care of yourself first. I'll find a way to solve this matter. I won't let Antwan succeed, no way!"

"I don't need your help." Braden's voice was cold as ice. "It doesn't matter to me who manages The Stewart Group. It's not."

Shirley was surprised to see Braden become so negative and discouraged.

He obviously had strong ambitions, so how could he not care?

"What do I care about? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. You don't have to be so angry,’ said Braden expressionlessly.

In the past, he considered his career, family honor, and personal achievements the most important things. Still, after going through so many things, almost dying several times, these external things became irrelevant to him, like floating clouds.

The only thing he cared about now, or the only thing that made him passionate, was finding the missing part of his memory.

Only by finding that missing part of his memory can he feel complete.

Of course, he didn't need to explain these ideas to anyone.