South Grant grabbed his backpack and was about to leave the classroom when Fiona Grant reached out and stopped him.
"Sis, I’m telling you the truth, Shawn Grant will definitely use any ans to get the shares in your hands."
Fiona Grant thought South Grant didn’t believe her.
South Grant removed Fiona’s hand, brushed off the clothes she had pulled on, then slung the bag over his shoulder and turned to leave the classroom.
As he reached the school entrance, South Grant thought about the fact that the Grant Family shouldn’t be ho at noon, and at this ti Miles and Shawn Grant should be at the company.
South Grant took a cab to the company, and when he arrived downstairs, he looked up at the word "Grant Group" emblazoned across the whole office building, so strikingly.
South Grant thought about so past events of the Grant Family.
Grant Group was founded from scratch by Jared Grant and his first wife, who single-handedly created Grant Group.
The saying that money makes a man bad holds so truth.
After Grant Group grew big, Jared Grant ssed around with relationships, reportedly having an affair with the secretary at the ti. The first wife took their eldest son, Ian Grant, and left Jared, later settling in Europe.
Later, Jared married that secretary and had two more sons, Miles Grant and Shawn Grant.
Eighteen years ago, Grant Group faced bankruptcy under Jared’s managent, and it was the eldest son, Ian Grant, who returned to save the entire company.
Since then, a majority of Grant Group’s shares fell into Ian Grant’s hands.
This building was also purchased while Ian Grant was around.
South Grant stood at the company’s entrance, looking up at the building.
It was midday, the sunlight shone down from the top of the building, making South Grant’s eyes hurt.
She tilted her head up and closed her eyes.
Soone once said, when you want to cry, tilt your head up, and the tears will slowly disappear.
The thod worked quite well.
After recovering her mood, South walked toward the main entrance.
Dad, you raised , gave a ho, I’ll help protect the kingdom you built, and hand this over to Seth myself!
South Grant was stopped by the receptionist when she was on the first floor.
"I’m South Grant, and I’m here to see President Grant," South said politely to the receptionist.
The receptionist’s expression remained unchanged; the na South Grant was known to them as the successor of the Grant Family.
However, the entire company knew that whether South Grant could really take over was uncertain.
The company now listened to Miles Grant, and those who understood the situation knew what to do.
"Seeing President Grant requires an appointnt. Do you have one?" The receptionist wore a professional smile, but her smile carried disdain rather than courtesy.
South Grant pointed at herself, then said, "I am South Grant."
"Anyone wanting to see President Grant needs an appointnt." The receptionist’s impatience was evident.
South Grant took two steps back, looked her up and down, then smirked and couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
The receptionist, seeing South’s smile, couldn’t help but skip a beat in her heart.
Her features were striking; her long, narrow eyes, and the smile South wore at the mont had an indescribable charm.
"Miss, how about I read your fortune?" South raised an eyebrow, looking at the receptionist.
Seeing South as if she was being looked at like a fool by the receptionist,
"Observing the heavens today, I see your five elents lack virtue. I predict you’ll lose your job within two hours." South said as she sat on the sofa.
"..."
The receptionist flushed in anger after hearing her words and gave a cold snort at South Grant.
Really considers herself the eldest of the Grant Family, but doesn’t see whose dynasty Grant Group is now.
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