After South Grant finished speaking, everyone in the hall was startled.
They never expected that South Grant would take out the 15% shares in their hand.
Originally, after Ian Grant’s 50% shares were divided, South Grant only had 15% left.
South Grant had been guarding those 15% shares like a hawk and wouldn’t give them to anyone.
Now, saying they would hand them over to be managed by Shawn Grant and Miles Grant was extrely unexpected.
At this mont, Miles Grant, fearing Shawn Grant would speak first, hurriedly said:
"South, what’s going on? Didn’t we agree that you could join the board of shareholders when you turned eighteen?"
Miles Grant’s tone was as kind as could be, as gentle as could be.
Looking at their expressions, South Grant felt extrely disgusted inside.
The sky is not as high as the human heart.
The earth is not as thick as the skin on their faces.
This perfectly describes the people in The Grant Family.
But, who made her a good actress.
Even if disgusted, South Grant’s expression didn’t change.
"I found that my heart is not in this; I prefer freedom and being unrestrained."
Listening to South Grant’s words, Miles Grant’s expression relaxed even more.
If South Grant were to fight for it, it would indeed be troubleso.
After all, the shares in his hand originally belonged to Ian Grant. Even if he held them now, there was an agreent signed in front of all the shareholders back then.
If South Grant, when grown up, could better develop the company, all shares must be returned.
Now, Miles Grant was only worried that South Grant would be interested in the company. Now that South Grant was voluntarily giving up, nothing could be better.
"You, child, still so young, well, Uncle will help you manage them for now. Whenever you want to return to the company, Uncle will step aside for you."
Miles Grant was well known as a smiling tiger; once sothing was in his hands, there was no talk of getting it back.
"We’ll talk about it later; just thinking about all the company matters gives a headache, it’s better to be carefree," South Grant said nonchalantly, glancing at their own arm, then speaking to Miles Grant:
"Uncle, my arm is inconvenient right now. When it heals, I’ll sign over the shares."
At this ti, Miles Grant’s face blood like a chrysanthemum.
"Good, good, good, your health is important, no rush, no rush."
After South Grant finished speaking, they looked at Shawn Grant beside him, who seed utterly defeated.
South Grant nicely nodded at everyone and said they were going back to the room to rest.
At this mont, Shawn Grant felt as if ten thousand wild horses were charging across his mind.
He had been just 5% shares short of Miles Grant. He had been waiting for the old man’s 10% to be given to him so he could surpass Miles Grant and beco the chairman of Grant Enterprises.
But unexpectedly, South Grant gave Miles 15%, making it impossible for him to surpass Miles Grant no matter what.
Shawn Grant regretted deeply; if he had won over South Grant earlier, perhaps the shares would have been given to him.
But now it’s too late for regrets.
Soon after, Shawn Grant thought of sothing.
His eyes narrowed slightly, and he had a way to make South Grant hand over the shares to him.
After returning to their room, South Grant heard a knock on the door.
"Co in."
Then Fiona Grant pushed the door open and entered.
As Fiona Grant entered, her tone carried a hint of reproach.
"Sister, how can you give your shares to Uncle? Those were left by Dad!"
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