Charles put down his cup and interrupted her. âItâs just as my dad said. Aunt Luna, just ask me what you want directly. Iâm not some monster.â
âFine, since youâve voiced this out, Iâll seem like a hypocrite if I donât ask you this face to face. Iâll be direct and say whateverâs on my mind.â Luna sat down, the expression on her face much calmer than before.
Charles took off his coat and passed it to the servant. He gestured to Luna to speak.
âYour grandpa suddenly approached us today to ask for the shares of Harris Corporation. He said to put together 25 percent from our shares to give to you. Is this true or false?â Luna asked in a grim voice.
Charles nodded.
Slam!
Luna slammed her palm on the table and stood up, saying sternly, âCharles, who do you think helped you to become president? Have you forgotten so soon? Youâre forcing us to stand on Justinâs side...â
A series of rings from a phone was suddenly heard before she could finish her words.
âThe Little Seductress is calling... The Little Seductress is calling... If I donât pick up, the Little Seductress will be mad!â
It was Alanâs.
Lunaâs face turned dark. Just as Alan was about to pick up the call, she suddenly snatched the phone from his hands and threw it hard onto the ground, even stepping on it a few times. âA vixenâs child who only knows to get a vixen of his own. What a joke!â
âLuna, arenât you being too mean about this?â Alan stared at the phone with the cracked screen on the ground as his face turned grim.
Oscar stepped in to calm the situation. After making sure they would not get into a fight, he gave a laugh and asked, âCharles, you canât be without a conscience. Weâve angered the old man previously in order to help you, and now youâre turning against us by ripping us off. Thatâs not right!â
âDid you anger him to help me, or did you anger him to protect your own benefits? I believe you know very well what the answer is, Uncle Oscar.â
Charles smiled slightly.
The smile froze on Oscarâs face. He sighed. âIf you want to make things so clear, then thereâs nothing I can do about it. No matter what our reasons were, itâs a fact that we helped you.â
Charles did not reply. All he did was pick up the teapot and poured himself another cup of tea before sipping it.
âCharles, just as your Aunt Luna said, by doing this, youâre forcing us to stand on Justinâs side! Think about this, if...â
Charles put down his cup and interrupted Oscar. âI wasnât even done speaking. What are you so anxious about, Uncle Oscar and Aunt Luna?â
âYouâve admitted that youâre asking for 25 percent of the shares. What difference does it make if youâre done speaking or not?â If it was not for Charlesâ capability of making profits, she would never work with him!
This kid was just too crafty!
One would probably fall into his trap before even realizing it!
âAunt Luna, calm down first and weâll talk.â Charles poured a cup of tea and handed it to Luna.
She stared at him with a frown but ultimately took the cup from his hands. She drank it in a gulp and slammed the cup onto the table.
âLet me ask you this first. With my contribution to the company, do you think itâs too much of me to request for 25 percent of the shares, everyone?â
Charles asked.
Alanâs face was grim as he stayed silent. The other three looked at each other before Oscar said in a gentle voice, âOf course not, but the 25 percent is coming out of all of us present. Isnât this a little too much?â
âThatâs where the problem lies,â said Charles.
Oscar glanced at both his sisters and asked, âWhat do you mean?â
âI said I wanted 25 percent of the shares, but I never told grandpa to take it from all of you,â Charles said.
Lena, who had been silent all this while, said, âCharles, youâre contradicting yourself. Itâs like me having a treasure in my hands thatâs one of a kind and you telling a master thief that you want this treasure. But when I question you about it, you tell me that you didnât instruct the master thief to come steal from me.â
âWhat if this treasure is not one of a kind?â Charles said slowly.
â!â
This statement created a shockwave within the group like an explosion on safe grounds. Even Alan looked at Charles in astonishment.
Charles said, âWhen the police conducted their investigation at the company, the accounts suggested that Iâve appropriated a tremendous amount of money, which was around a few billion. I believe you havenât forgotten about that, have you?â
Atrophy of Love: Mr. Harris, Stop Fooling Around!
ï¤Chapter 348 Weâre A Family The others were not stupid. When he mentioned this, they immediately made the connection.
Luna said in shock, âDo you mean... This amount of money has been used by your grandpa to purchase shares from Harris Corporation? How could it be possible for him to purchase 25 percent of the shares? Itâs not a big enough amount for it.â
âThe accounts may state that it was missing a few billion, but it does not mean that only a few billion was missing. I believe I donât need to explain in detail about this, right?â Charles said with a hint.
It was quite easy for the company accounts to be manipulated.
It was difficult for everyone to digest such huge news in such a short time.
There was a complicated look on Lunaâs face. âIâve checked the shares under your grandpaâs name. He doesnât own that many shares.â
âAunt Luna, do you think grandpa will leave evidence of his doing and allow any of us to see through his schemes so easily? The shares are all in the hands of individual stock investors, and these are investors who have no direct relationship with one another,â said Charles.
Luna was shocked once more. She secretly cursed the old man, calling him an old fox while blurting out a question at the same time, âHow do you know?â
âI believe I donât need to explain that to you, Aunt Luna.â Charles narrowed his eyes. They looked slightly cold.
Luna knew she had overstepped and shook her head. She was still unable to calm the nerves within her.
Everyone else remained silent, but they had complicated looks on their faces.
The one who had the most mixed feelings was Alan. Charles was his son, and yet, he knew nothing about what his son was doing.
When did it happen? When did his son, who used to wrap himself around Alanâs legs and begging to be brought to the theme park, become so powerful?