Old Mrs. Horton, still sharp as ever, didn't hesitate to say, "No."

The room fell silent as everyone turned to look at her in surprise.

Nathan couldn't help but speak up. "Mom, didn't you say you'd give Jake shares when he got married? Why are you going back on your word now?"

Old Mrs. Horton replied firmly, "The shares I hold are mine to give as I see fit. I may be getting older, but I still have the right to make my own decisions."

Nathan frowned. "Mom, you can't be so biased. Lewis already controls nearly half the company! We're family too, you know."

Old Mrs. Horton snorted, "The Horton family is my legacy, and as I said, I'll give my shares to whomever I choose."

Nathan wanted to argue, but Oliver cut him off by bursting into tears. "Grandma, I know you've never liked me because of my mom, but she's gone now. How can you still hold that against me? No matter what, I'm your oldest grandson. Are you really going to treat me like this? Do you want me dead?"

He began wiping his tears. "You have no idea, Grandma. Ever since the Horton Group moved to Clance, everyone has looked down on me because the company is under Lewis' control. I'm supposed to be the eldest brother, but my opinions don't matter! I don't want to cause trouble for Lewis, but as the matriarch, you shouldn't be so partial!"

He continued, "And don't forget, Grandma, when you collapsed that time, I was the first one to find you and rush you to the hospital. You had a heart attack, and the doctors said if you hadn't been treated in time, you wouldn't have made it. Grandma, does our bond mean nothing?"

Old Mrs. Horton hesitated, looking at Oliver.

He wasn't wrong…

been brought back into the family at fourteen, having grown up elsewhere. Once he joined the Hortons, he was always walking on eggshells, trying to

had always gone out of his way to please

was her grandson and still a child. Old Mrs. Horton's heart had softened for him at the time, and she treated him well until the day she saw Lewis in the ICU, his body covered

had distanced herself from him. But she hadn't expected Oliver to be the one to rush

turned to her with concern. "Grandma, you had

Mrs. Horton patted his hand reassuringly. "You were studying abroad at the time, and I didn't want

flicker of

back then, he didn't

spoke up again. "Grandma, I'm your grandson, and my son is your great-grandson—the first great-grandchild of the Horton family. Can you really bear to give us nothing? Even

to Clance, Lewis had diluted five percent of the shares to

caused the shares Lewis originally controlled, which made up over half

had always been a bit unusual. Lewis knew who the major shareholders were, but aside from the

control just shy of a majority,

Mrs. Horton looked at Oliver and

"Grandma, please, have mercy on your grandson. Remember, I

Mrs. Horton's

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