After the lawyer finished explaining everything, he left.
Sheehan watched Nikita, her brows furrowed, and got up to walk over to her.
The transfer agreement was on the black mahogany coffee table. Sheehan bent over to pick it up and looked at it for a while. After putting the agreement back, there was a slight surprise in his dark eyes, âOld Mrs. Garrett is quite generous, actually giving you the company.â
The assets under Old Mrs. Garrettâs name were not a small sum.
The scale of the company was not small either.
Even the Lambert Group would not look down on her company.
She was not the heir to the Garrett Group, but she was able to grow the company to its current size, and the amount of effort she put into it was obvious.
Now, she was going to give all her lifeâs work to Nikita.
You should know that Old Mrs. Garrett has a biological daughter and a grandson ahead of her, and by any logic, it should not be Nikitaâs turn.
Moreover, Nikita has not recognized her grandmother till now.
Nikita pursed her lips, looking uninterested, âShe might be willing to give it up, but I donât want itâ
âYou think itâs too much of a hassle?â Sheehan sat down next to her, reached out and rubbed her head, his deep eyes filled with indulgence, âYouâve always been used to freedom and hate being tied down. If you take over the company, youâll be responsible for it, and you donât want to bear such a responsibilityâ
Nikita looked up at him, âExactly.â
To others, Old Mrs. Garrettâs company was a tasty piece of cake they dreamed about. Anyone who could take over would be laughing in their dreams.
But Nikita really wasnât interested.
She loves money, but she can make her own money, and she prefers to be self sufficient.
And sheâs cut ties with the Swift family, so she doesnât want any more entanglements.
Although Old Mrs. Garrett is not part of the Swift family, she has a lot of ties with them.
âIf you think itâs too much of a hassle, I can handle the company management for you, you donât have to worry about anything.â Sheehan said seriously, âYou just need to do what you like.â
Nikita frowned in silence for a moment and took out her phone, âIâll make a call.â
Even if Sheehan was willing to help, Nikita still didnât want the company.
She dialed Old Mrs. Garrettâs number.
âSorry, the number you dialed is not in serviceâ¦
Nikita hung up without any expression and made another call.
The person who answered this time picked up quickly.
Nikita asked about Old Mrs. Garrettâs situation, and the other end replied politely, âOld Mrs. Garrett was discharged from the hospital the day before yesterday. She mentioned she wanted to recuperate in the mountains for half a year. I tried to call her yesterday to check on her health, but her phone was always unreachable.â
âThen I called her personal assistant, who said she wouldnât be using her phone during her recuperation. If thereâs anything, just contact her assistant.â
Nikita asked for the personal assistantâs phone number.
With the number in hand, she called the personal assistant.
âIs this Miss Swift?â After only one ring, the call was answered, and a calm and efficient male voice came over.
âI havenât spoken yet, how do you know itâs me?â Nikita asked.
The personal assistant chuckled, âOld Mrs. Garrett has known that you would call, so she gave me her number.â
Nikita, â..â
âSo, she knew why I was making this call?â
âYes.â The personal assistant nodded, âYouâre calling about the company transfer, right?â