Chapter 360: Selling the pany
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Yvette Larson’s words stunned her mother.
The latter was already used to leading a luxurious lifestyle, so there was no way she’d be willing to go back to her previous lifestyle.
Eventually, she relented. “Fine. I’ll give up my rights to care about the pany, but you have to give me a monthly allowance of 150,000 dollars.”
Yvette Larson acted as though she couldn’t hear her mother. “What did you say? Repeat that.”
“150,000.”
That number shocked her husband and daughter. ‘150,000 a month? She must be mad!’
“What, you have five billion dollars. Is 150,000 too much to ask for? I’m already so old. How many more years do you think I have to enjoy this?” Linda James finally found a reason.
However, her daughter wasn’t going to indulge her mother in her fantasies. “1,500 dollars—just 1,500.”
Linda James was annoyed. “Just 1,500? What can I do with that?”
“Do you want it or not?”
“Can I have a little more? 1,500 dollars isn’t enough.”
“You don’t want it? Alright, you won’t get a single cent then.”
“No, 1,500 dollars it is.” Linda James eventually chose to promise. Given her daughter’s character, she probably wouldn’t even get that 1,500 dollars if she refused.
“Sigh, Finn Taylor is really something. Look at what’s bee of the pany. It’s on the verge of bankruptcy. Wasn’t it doing just fine with you managing it? Why did he have to rearrange the shareholdings?”
Yvette Larson crossed her arms and stared at her mom. “If I’m not wrong, you were over the moon when he first gave you those shares.”
“But I didn’t expect this to happen to the pany.”
“So you’re not even taking responsibility as a chairman now that the pany is going down, but you’re even trying to find somebody to blame? Besides, you should reflect on yourself. As a chairman, how many days have you even spent in the pany?”
In fact, Linda James had never even been to the office, much less spent any time there. Because she had gotten that sum of money, she had spent her days having fun.
“Alright, sit down and don’t say anything. I want to talk to Dad.” Yvette Larson sat her father down and asked seriously, “Dad, will you agree to me selling the pany?”
The question shocked both her parents.
Seeing that her mother was about to speak, Yvette Larson shot a glance over, scaring the former so much that she swallowed her words.
“What do you think, Dad?”
“Who do you want to sell that pany to?” Francis Larson wasn’t as brainless as his wife. He knew that his daughter had her own reasons.
“Quince Larson.”
“What?” Linda James couldn’t hold herself back. “You want to sell the pany to Quince Larson? What are you thinking, Yvette?”
“Did you e to this decision after thinking it through?” Francis Larson only asked one question.
Yvette Larson merely nodded.
“Alright. If you’ve thought this decision through, I’ll support you.” Francis Larson had no idea why his daughter wanted to sell the pany to her cousin, but he chose to trust her.
As for Yvette Larson, she had made this decision only because of Finn Taylor. She believed in him and trusted that he would return.
Since he had made that decision, she would simply go through with it.
“No, what do you mean that you guys can make the decision? Aren’t my shares worth anything?”
Francis Larson turned to his wife. “I have 51% of the shares, so I call the final shots. Your shares don’t mean a thing.”
Linda James had never had her husband speak to her in this manner throughout her entire life, and his tone made her fly into a rage. “What the hell are you saying? I’m going to kill you!”
But her husband turned away, ignoring her.
…
That day, Yvette Larson approached her cousin.
At a coffee shop.
Yvette Larson, Quince Larson, and Eleanor Larson were seated at a table.
Eleanor Larson glanced out of the window and smiled. “I never thought that the three of us would still have the chance to sit around the same table for coffee together.”
Yvette Larson replied, “Nobody will stay enemies forever. Only benefits matter in the long term. You want to buy the pany, and I want to sell it. It only makes sense for us to sit and have a chat with each other. There’s no need to go against each other like we did in the past.”
“Are you afraid I’ll bring up your divorce?”
Quince Larson shushed her. “Eleanor, don’t bring that up.”
“Eleanor, everyone has a dark past. Do you want me to talk about your history before we discuss business?”
pared to her cousin, Eleanor Larson had a much darker history. As such, that threat was enough to shut her up.
“Yvette Larson, didn’t you refuse my offer last time? What, have you e to your senses and decided to sell the pany?”
Yvette Larson smiled. “Why would you bother asking since you know the answer? I’m sure you know that the pany is going to go bankrupt in my hands by next week. Since that’s the case, I might as well sell it and get some money for it.”
“That’s true. I already said that you don’t have the brains for business, and I was right. The pany is going to go bankrupt in your hands. Name a price.”
Yvette Larson nearly rolled her eyes. ‘Quince Larson makes it sound nice, but doesn’t he know how he managed the pany in the past too? Besides, does he really think that it was due to inpetence that the pany is going under?’
It was clearly a show, yet Yvette Larson didn’t expose him.
“A billion dollars,” she offered.
Eleanor Larson spat her tea out. “A billion dollars? Yvette Larson, you’re really daring. What are you going to do with so much money?”
“What, can’t I have a billion dollars?”
“Yvette Larson, shouldn’t you look at the state the pany is in now? I have to admit that the pany might’ve been worth a billion at its peak, but now? Forget it.”
“What’s your price then?”
“10 million.”
“I guess we don’t have a deal then. 10 million is way too little. I’ll get much more if I sell the pany to someone else.”
“We can always discuss the price. Why don’t we both make a promise? What do you think about 20 million?”
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