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 thend that the Lewis estate is on if they want


    to!”


    Lauren pped 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.


    Thepany’s losses had been due to her father’s mismanagement.Content (C) N?v/elDra/ma.Org.


    However, although Hubert was his older brother, he had not given her father any help.


    Instead, he backstabbed him and mocked him from hisfortable position.


    Her parents had made it through those dark times, and Baroque Group was doing extremely well now


    with Nash’s help.


    How could they allow shares to Baroque to be taken away?


    “Your grandfather owns forty percent of the shares in both Baroque and Rococo!”


    “Since he passed on without writing a will, your uncle is entitled to twenty percent of Baroque’s shares!”


    Lauren sounded defeated. She had married Harrison despite her family’s protests and ran the Baroque


    Group alongside him.


    They had poured all their heart and soul into thepany for over twenty years.


    “Does that mean we must yield that twenty percent of shares?” Hera asked disgruntledly, her face


    turning pale.


    “That’s right!” Harrison sighed. “But we’ll also get twenty percent of Rococo’s shares, so it won’t be a


    total loss…”


    “I don’t want any shares of Rococo!” Hera said unhappily.


    “We could buy the twenty percent back from them!” Nash suggested, smiling.


    “Do you think they’ll sell it to us?” Hera asked.


    “We’ll y things by ear!”


    Nash rubbed his nose as he spoke nonchntly.


    Lauren’s eyes gleamed as she pped the sweater she was holding and said, “I’ve finished knitting this


    sweater. What do you guys


    you guys think?”


    Hera stared at the tiny sweater. “Who’s going to wear a sweater this small?”


    When she recalled what her father had saidst night, she pped a hand to her mouth and said,


    “Mom… you aren’t thinking of giving me a sibling, are you?”


    Harrison guffawed. “This sweater is for my grandchild…”


    Hera’s face turned crimson. “What… it’s too early for that…”


    She and Nash had not even slept with each other yet, and her mother had already begun knitting


    sweaters for their child.


    No one could even predict if she would have a son or daughter!


    Harrison added, “So you guys should get a move on…”


    One hourter.


    At Hubert’s mansion.


    The family and Adam sat on the couch.


    Nash walked in with the rest of the family.


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    Adam immediately got to his feet. “Mr. Harrison, Ms. Mare!’ Harrison and Lauren smiled as they


    nodded to him in greeting.