Chapter 64 Share Transfer
Diana hadn't paid any attention to Luann, who had recently returned to the Weaver Family.
If it weren't for the old lady causing a fuss and insisting on finding a bride for Myron…
And Ally keeping her distance, she would not have allowed this farce to happen. Little did she know that what followed would exceed her imagination.
Luann's explosive revelation made her cautious, gradually sensing that something was amiss.
Luann lightly tapped her rosy fingertips against the cup, distracting the person in front of her.
"Since you've already thoroughly investigated, then you must know that I wasn't the one originally supposed to marry Myron. I was merely a substitute for my sister. When I woke up from my coma, the handprints were already on the marriage agreement. The ink dried, the money was already put in motion, so I had no choice but to..."
Luann shrugged lightly, letting out a long sigh.
Diana narrowed her eyes, evaluating her with a searching tone.
“Since you have so much money, why would you let the Weaver Family end up in such a situation, resorting to selling their daughter to maintain the company’s operations? Just a mere 50 million dollars, with your capabilities that can rival Vincenzo Norman, it should not have been a problem for you to come up with it."
Luann straightened her back, a hint of confusion flashing across her flawless face.
“Why should I waste my efforts? I can find out the same things you can."
Diana's pupils slightly contracted as her gaze grew deeper.
Luann was not an ordinary person. Someone who had lived in the countryside for eighteen years but had such a close connection with Vincenzo Norman, her background was extraordinary. It seemed that she had also sensed that the car accident back then was out of the ordinary.
Luann leisurely took a sip of tea, the fragrance spreading between her lips and teeth.
Mike Weaver brought her back four years ago, but he never treated her like a father to a daughter, more like an enemy.
He even let Juliet freely manipulate things behind her back, and in the end, sold her to Myron for fifty million.
Truly a well-played plan.
"Luann, no matter what your motive is or who is behind you...do not harm Myron."
Luann lowered her eyes and eyebrows. A document was pushed in front of her.
On it, the five words "Share Transfer Agreement" highlighted Diana's original plan.
"These are the shares I own under the name of the Curtis Corporation. If you are willing to agree to my one and only condition, then sign it."
the Curtis family owned 5% of the shares, and even if they do nothing and lie around all day like parasites, they can still get profits in the billions annually.
Luann calmly glanced at it, picked it up, and flipped through the pages one by one. There was no problem with the contract, and there are no hidden additional terms.
Diana was sincere.
With a swift movement, Luann tore the contract to shreds.
Diana couldn't believe it and asked, "What are you doing?"
"You can rest assured that I won't do anything to harm Myron or do anything to betray him in this marriage."
Diana hesitated, "Really?"
"Really."
Diana nodded thoughtfully, "Alright, I'll trust you this time."
Luann got up, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave."
"Okay."
After the door closed, Diana lifted her complex gaze.
Her emotions inside were like a mix of different tastes, as if a fuel pan had been overturned.
Luann's calmness when looking at the contract and her decisiveness when tearing it apart showed that she had no interest in these things at all.
Who is this woman?
Lost in her thoughts, Diana was interrupted by a knock on the door.
A servant walked in from outside, holding a beautifully crafted box, and placed it in front of Diana.
"The young madam and the young master have already left. This is the birthday gift the young madam sent to you."
Diana opened it and saw a beautifully understated watch.
After thinking for a moment, she put it on her wrist, and it matched her attire perfectly.
A hint of surprise flashed through the servant's eyes.
Madam never liked any accessories and never wore them for years. Every time she received one, she just piled them up in the storage room to collect dust.
"Madam?" the servant asked.
Diana adjusted the watch strap, "Keep it."
"Yes."
The car gradually left the old house.
Luann propped her chin on her hand, her clear gaze looking at the scenery outside the window.
"Did she give you a hard time?"
Myron's gaze was as sharp as a radar, sweeping Luann from top to bottom, then up again, not missing any corner.
"No." Luann turned to him and looked back.
"Hmm." Myron's voice was deep, "Whatever happens, you can tell me. I will protect you."
Luann smiled, but a little doubt arose in her heart.
Although she didn't talk much with Diana, she could sense the care and concern she had for Myron between the lines.
Why does Myron seem so distant from her?
"Okay."
...
On Monday, Luann arrived at work on time.
A somber atmosphere enveloped the company, as Gilbert Group's stock price had hit an all-time low and there was even a tendency to fall further.
Everyone couldn't contain their anxiety, feeling that the company was on the verge of bankruptcy.
This atmosphere continued throughout the morning, and when the lunch bell rang, Alisha finally stood up.
"Everyone, we can't just sit here and wait for the end."
"The company needs us. Everyone's support is necessary, especially in the current situation," Alisha said, taking a deep breath and speaking softly. The crowd seemed dispirited.
"It's not that we don't want to help, but we have no idea where to start," someone said.
"I agree. Our company has suffered a backlash due to online comments, and there's nothing we can do about it," another added.
"Not to mention the stagnation in the factory. We can't even gather the materials we need," someone else voiced concern.
"Alisha, do you have any solutions?"
Alisha replied gently, inhaling softly, "Let's not lose hope. We have discussed countless contract projects, so there must be some loyal customers willing to continue working with us, right?"
"As long as we can get the factory back up and running and secure the necessary materials, we can revive the company."
Many people murmured in skepticism, "That's easier said than done... No one in China is willing to work with us anymore, they all avoid us."
With patience, Alisha suggested, "If not domestically, perhaps we can find partners overseas?"
"My husband knows a foreign materials supplier. With my connections, we might have a success rate of sixty percent."
The employees' eyes lit up one after another.
"Alisha, your husband is amazing! His network is so strong! It extends even overseas!"
"If this works out, you will be the savior of the Gilbert corporation!"
Alisha blushed shyly, smiling.
"Enough with the praise, let's get to business. Who is willing to join me on this journey?"
"Luann, are you available?"
