My Substitute CEO Bride

Chapter 208

As Lauren knitted a sweater, she replied, “He probably wants to discuss inheritance matters!”

Hera pouted. “Is there even a need for discussion? Just split everything up. It doesn’t matter as long as we get Baroque and they get Rococo. They can take the land that the Lewis estate is on if they want to!”

Lauren flapped the sweater she was holding. “Would be nice if that were the case!”

Stunned, Hera asked, “How else are they thinking of splitting things?”

Nash, who was driving, smiled. “Baroque Group owns the 7nm photolithography machine and has dealings with Drake Group. The future looks bright for Baroque Group, and I’m pretty sure they want to own shares in Baroque Group as well…”

Hera could already imagine the foul looks on her uncle’s family’s faces. She bit down on her lip. “My parents have poured their heart and soul into the Baroque Group for over twenty years. There’s no way we’ll let them have any shares!”

No one in the Lewis family had extended them a helping hand when the Baroque Group had fallen into a financial crisis.

Back then, her parents had worked day and night, traveling everywhere and anywhere to borrow money from those who would lend it to them.

Of course, her grandfather had assisted them since he had been the one who established all of the Lewis family’s businesses.

The company’s losses had been due to her father’s mismanagement.

although Hubert was his older brother, he had not given her

and mocked him

through those dark times, and Baroque Group was doing extremely well now with Nash’s help.

allow shares to Baroque to be taken

grandfather owns forty percent of the shares in both

a will, your uncle is

She had married Harrison despite her family’s protests and ran the Baroque Group alongside

all their heart and soul into the

yield that twenty percent of shares?” Hera asked disgruntledly, her face turning

also get twenty percent of

of Rococo!” Hera said

buy the twenty percent back

they’ll sell it to

play things

his nose as he spoke nonchalantly.

she flapped the sweater she was holding and

you guys think?”

the tiny sweater. “Who’s going to wear a sweater this