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Milana clenched her jaw, her eyes burning with anger she was barely holding back. If she didn't need the old woman to hand over her shares, did they really think she'd bother being so polite?

"I've already told you, I'm not giving you my shares. If you truly can't keep the company running, then sell the ones you have and let someone else who's actually capable take over."

Milana was fuming. She jabbed her finger at Mrs. Smith, but Jenson quickly moved her hand out of the way and tried to sound pitiful. "Mom, the company's in a financial mess. We honestly don't have any cash left. Luke's still in the hospital, and his bills are piling up every day. We can't just ignore that."

Mrs. Smith let out a tired sigh. So now they were trying to guilt-trip her with her own grandson.

"You are the richest family in Lakeview Town. How much could Luke's hospital bills possibly be? Don't tell me you can't afford it."

Milana put on her most miserable face. "Mom, this isn't like before. The company is desperate for funds, so we've invested everything we have. We can't even pay for Luke's medical expenses anymore. Even if you don't care about us, at least think of Luke. He barely survived, and now..." She broke down in fake sobs.

"Alright, enough with the act. I'll pay for Luke's medical bills, but you're not getting my shares."

Milana had cried and pleaded, but Mrs. Smith wouldn't budge. Suddenly, Milana snapped and started yelling. "You old bitch! You know what I'm gonna do to you?"

Mrs. Smith's eyes went cold.

Jenson couldn't believe Milana had just cursed at his mother right to her face. Was she out of her mind?

"You idiot!" he shouted.

He lost it and slapped Milana so hard she hit the floor, dazed and dizzy.

"Mom, please don't be upset. She just says stupid things, and she deserved that.

I've already punished her, so please don't get yourself worked up.

Mrs. Smith felt nothing but disappointment. She waved her hand at Jenson, signaling she wasz done. "That's enough. Both of you, leave. Don't ever come here again. I'll transfer twenty million to your account for Luke's medical bills, but you are not getting my shares. Never."

Jenson was stunned. After all their begging and drama, did she really think she could just pay them off with twenty million?

"Wait, Mom..."

"You don't want it?" Mrs. Smith shot back.

The truth was, twenty million cash wasn't exactly a small amount, but her shares were worth at least two

.

billion. The difference was like a slap in the face. It was impossible to accept.

Hearing this, Milana scrambled up from the floor, glaring at Jenson. "You hit me for her, but what about her? Has she ever thought about you? She wants to buy you off with just twenty million! If she's not giving you the shares, is she planning on leaving them to that little brat Lydia?"

Milana had been dying to say that.

Jenson had his doubts too. He looked at his mom, face serious. "Mom, are you...

are you really planning to give the shares to Lydia?"

Mrs. Smith smiled calmly. "Since you're both asking, I'll be clear. I've already written my will, and Lydia is my heir."