Master Odell’s Secret Ex-wife

After finishing the movie, Isabel fell asleep with her arms wrapped around Roland like he was a pillow.

He smiled faintly and gently carried her in his arms to take her to the bedroom.

Shortly after that, he reached her bedroom where he carefully took off her coat and shoes for her. Then, he tucked her under a thick blanket and pecked a gentle kiss on her cheeks before retreating from the bedroom.

With that, he went down the corridor leading to his study.

After making himself comfortable, he called his assistant.

After the call was connected, he instructed, "Tell Decker that I will help him take care of the situation at novelebook Rockwell Corporation in the shortest time possible. I only have one condition, and that is that I want half of his shares in Rockwell Corporation."

His assistant replied dutifully, "Alright, sir, I’ll speak to him right now.”

Roland set aside his phone with a dark, insidious look in his eyes. He turned on the computer and went over his drafted plan on how to turn around the dire situation at Rockwell Corporation; it was a plan he had drafted long ago.

It was about time he took back what was rightfully his.

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voice to a sharp screech, “What? He wants half of

low, solemn voice, "Yes,

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was the largest shareholder of Rockwell Corporation, accounting for up to 80% of the shares, half of which was entrusted to him by Master Rockwell. Meanwhile, the other half was forcefully taken away from Roland no thanks to

mysterious Mr. Bright were to take half of his shares, that meant both of them would be equal majority shareholders with 40% of

way things

owned 10% of the company shares while the remaining minority novelebook shareholders accounted for up

still the majority shareholder and Roland's shares were less than his, he had nothing to worry

long, ruminative silence, Decker told Marcus, “Alright, deal. Of course, on the premise

to him

that, Decker hung up. He slumped into

with him the entire time, approached him with a concerned look. She asked cautiously,

his head on the ground with a hand pressed against his forehead. His entire demeanor was grim, and he was not in the

about to face bankruptcy. If he still held on stubbornly to his shares at such a crucial hour, he would be subject to countless scrutiny

pained to see him in such a state. She gently massaged his shoulders and

It’s not your fault. Can you give me some alone time? Go get some