Chapter 182 Seventeen Gifts
"What do you want to do?" Mr. Wilson asked.
"I want to spend the whole day there tomorrow until she wakes up!" Mrs. Wilson's eyes gleamed with determination. "We can persuade her to sell some of her shares. It's useless for an elderly person like her to hold onto so many shares!"
"We have shares too, and it wouldn't be fair if we don't sell ours but ask Mom to sell hers."
Mr. Wilson, with some conscience, pondered for a moment and said, "Besides, it's inappropriate to bring up this topic immediately after Mom woke up from a coma for such a long time."
"Who said we haven't sold any?" Mrs. Wilson retorted. "We've already sold many shops and houses. If we sell more shares, the company will fall into the hands of outsiders! Do you want strangers to take over our company? Or do you expect Mom, with her current condition, to manage the company?"
Mr. Wilson fell silent.
"We need to hold onto the shares ourselves so that we can continue to manage the company as major shareholders... Firstly, this way we won't burden Mom at her age, secondly, we can make more money to take care of her, thirdly, the company won't fall into the hands of other shareholders, and fourthly, it can alleviate our current predicament. It's a good thing!"
Seeing that Mr. Wilson didn't respond, Mrs. Wilson knew that he was wavering. She seized the opportunity and said eagerly, "If we had a way to solve our current predicament ourselves, why would we, as the younger generation, take things from Mom? We're doing this because we have no other choice."
"In a desperate situation..." Mrs. Wilson said, feigning two drops of tears. "Besides, we only have Isla as our precious child. Your mother's belongings aren't meant for you in the end? And your belongings, aren't they meant for Isla in the end? Instead of waiting for your mother to give them to you eventually, why not give them earlier? At least it can help in times of urgency..."
Mr. Wilson was persuaded, but his conscience still troubled him a bit.
Mrs. Wilson continued, "If we wait to give them later and the company goes bankrupt, those shares will be worthless. What's the use of mother holding onto them?"
"That makes sense," Mr. Wilson was fully convinced. "Then let's find a time to visit mother and see what she says."
"Tomorrow!" Mrs. Wilson said, exchanging a secret glance with Isla.
Isla instantly understood and nodded, as if saying, "Dad, I want to visit grandma tomorrow too!"
"Alright."
Having received a positive answer, Isla exchanged another look with Mrs. Wilson, as if assuring her, "Mom, don't worry! Watch what happens next."
...
When Abella returned home and pushed open the bedroom door, she discovered several gifts piled inside.
They were of different sizes and beautifully wrapped.
She was puzzled, wondering what day it was today. Why were there so many gifts?
It wasn't her birthday, nor any holiday...
"Abella, you're back?" Lauren saw her and approached with a kind smile. "These gifts were all prepared for you by the young master. He originally wanted to personally give them to you, but since you weren't home, and his routine is quite regular, he had me deliver the gifts to your room before bedtime."
"These are all from my big brother?" Abella was surprised. Why would he give her so many things, especially packaged so nicely?
"The young master said that he missed seventeen years of your life. These are seventeen birthday gifts. While gifts can make up for it, the missing companionship can only be doubled in the future," Lauren explained.
Abella understood and felt warmth in her heart.
"The young master truly considers you his sister." Lauren glanced around and whispered, "Because of this, Lola became very jealous. Although she didn't show it in front of the young master, her mood was sour the whole night. She became overly critical of the servants, as if she had changed."
"Why would someone without a blood relation like her be jealous of the birthday gifts that my own brother gave to me?" Abella found it amusing.
Was it her turn to be jealous?
Hasn't she received enough benefits over these past years??
"You're right, Abella. But some people just can't grasp their own identity and can't establish their place properly," Lauren sighed. "For these past years, everyone in the family treated her as the only princess. This deep affection won't be easy to diminish..."
"I have no intention of diminishing it. If her presence can make our family happy, then I don't mind. But if she repeatedly hurts our family, I believe that without me saying anything, someone will naturally remove her from here."
Therefore, Abella never took her seriously from beginning to end.
Lola was nothing more than a clown.
"Although she occasionally comes out and jumps around, it's not yet to the point where she has to clean up after herself."
"Abella has a great mindset, admirable indeed."
"You don't have to stand up for me. When I see something I dislike, I will handle it myself." Abella knew that Lauren had been given a hard time by Maria lately because she didn't stand on Lola's side, and it had caused her a lot of frustration.
Lauren was surprised that Abella had noticed this and gratefully responded, "Yes."
Although she said that, she would definitely not stand idly by if the other party went too far. She wouldn't let anyone speak ill of Abella!
"I'll thank my brother again tomorrow."
"Alright, I won't disturb your rest!" After Lauren left, Abella's slender fingers caressed the gift. She didn't expect to feel loved by her family. It felt good.
The next morning.
Mr. Wilson was awakened by an urgent phone call.
"What did you say? Another processing partner wants to terminate our contract? What's the situation this time? Just like that? Just because Abella's company has gained more popularity after the competition and presented more enticing conditions, so they were determined to terminate the contract?"
After a few more questions, Mr. Wilson reluctantly hung up the phone.
Mrs. Wilson was awakened by their conversation and anxiously asked, "What's going on?"
"Those processing partners are saying they want to terminate our contract and give the orders to Abella's company..."
The so-called processing partners were clothing companies that needed help from other companies to complete certain steps after producing the clothes themselves. Some needed additional steps because their own capabilities were lacking... Some needed labels attached, some needed quality inspection assistance, some needed extra production...
Mr. Wilson's company had already lost several major partners, and they were barely staying afloat by relying on these processing partners' orders...
Now that even the processing partners were leaving, their company was truly on the brink!
"Abella's side offered discounts, saying they can reduce the processing fee by ten percent..."
You know, that ten percent profit reduction is quite significant...
Hearing Mr. Wilson's words, Mrs. Wilson immediately suggested, "Then we can also reduce the processing fee by ten percent!"
Mr. Wilson shook his head and said, "If we reduce it by another ten percent, it's like doing work for others for free! Right now, we rely on this main source of income because we can't even sell our own-produced clothes!"
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