Chapter 843
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
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Quinn and Ingrid, who had been out of the country for a long time, appeared in front of everyone.
The crowd was slightly shocked.
Quinn cried as soon as she saw Old Master Ferguson and ran to him.
âDad, you have to help me! Eric sent me away. He no longer cares about this family. He was born a rebel
and simply doesnât care about the rest of the Ferguson familyâs survival! Even if heâs my son, I canât put
up with this anymore!â
Quinn was Ericâs biological mother. Now that she came out to accuse Eric, the others felt that Eric could
not even fend for himself.
Ericâs face was calm and cold with a sharp chill in his eyes. He looked at Quinn without a change in
expression.
Ingrid was well-behaved because she feared Ericâs power and dared not do anything.
Quinn braced herself and wanted to teach her son a lesson. She cried and looked at Eric, then looked at
the others.
âMy husband still has some shares in his hand. I officially endorse the Chairmanâs decision on my
husbandâs behalf.â
Instantly, the conference room was abuzz. âIt looks like itâs settled then!â
âEric probably has no other choice. This time, Iâm afraid Ferguson Corporationâs leadership is really going
to change.â
âWhat can we do? Will Mr. Ferguson really be removed?â
Quinnâs appearance was almost the decisive factor.
No one in the entire Ferguson family stood out to say a word for Eric. At this time, Eric looked abnormally
relaxed with only a slight frown. When he heard Quinnâs words, he suddenly laughed. The surrounding
people did not find it funny. Instead, they got goosebumps.
In an instant, the pressure in the conference room was inexplicably low, and the temperature plummeted
accordingly. Eric raised his hand. Next to him, Mitchell handed over a document.
Without even looking at it, Eric threw it directly on the table. It was quite a big move. Eric loosened his
tie. His voice carried a chill as he said, â Look at this. This is the share transfer contract signed by my
father, so no one can express his opinion on his behalf.â
Quinnâs face changed slightly. Her eyes were affixed to the contract on the table.
The several large letters were clearly visible, and Charles Fergusonâs signature was on it.
Quinn asked Charles for help when she was abroad, but Charles ignored her.
When Quinn returned to Mediania to go against Eric, her husband secretly transferred his shares to Eric.
Her husband and son were united to target her alone? Quinnâs expression suddenly turned ugly as she
choked with panic. âThen what did I come back for? For others to see me as a joke?â Quinn thought.
She instantly turned to look at Old Master Ferguson, who was also caught off guard. Old Master
Ferguson did not expect Charles to give his shares to Eric without a word.
It looked like Charles had already chosen her side in the battle between Old Master Ferguson and Eric.
Charles did not show up because he did not want to have a fallout with Old Master Ferguson.
Old Master Ferguson thought, âHah! My stupid wimpy son went this far for his own son?â
Eric did not leave them any room for maneuver and threw down a second document.
âOriginally, I didnât plan on making things too unpleasant since weâre family, but since youâre all here, letâs
just make it clear.â
Ericâs eyes were cold and stern as he glanced at them, with ruthlessness and playfulness under his
eyes.
âBack then, when I first took over Ferguson Corporation, I found problems with the companyâs accounts
as well as several contracts which were signed by several shareholders.
Just as well, I donât mind taking this opportunity to have the relevant departments come over and
thoroughly investigate this. Accounting problems certainly arenât trivial matters. I believe that under the
leadership of Old Master Ferguson, everything must be done with a clear conscience.â
When Eric finished speaking and stood up, his chair slid to the back with a harsh and creepy sound.
Eric swept a deep glance at the crowd and walked out without mercy.