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Cynthia’s reply left everyone momentarily stunned. Justin furrowed his brow and asked, “What did you just say?”
“Could it be that Cynthia, just like him, had been purchasing shares from other board members? But he hadn’t heard anything about that. And even if Cynthia managed to buy some, he could still acquire more himself, Justin thought.
He was the company’s chairman. With his years of reputation and the high prices he offered, those old miserly ones were naturally more inclined to sell their shares to him.
“Cynthia, what exactly do you mean? How many shares are you holding?”
Cynthia fixed her gaze on Shirley and said, “Forty percent. I am the largest shareholder of the company. I do not agree to sell the company’s shares, and you won’t be able to touch a single one.”
Since transferring a certain percentage of shares required the signature of the major shareholders, otherwise, Cynthia could file a lawsuit, rendering the agreement ultimately invalid.
Justin was stunned. He had imagined Cynthia might at most have twenty five percent. “You… how could you possibly have forty percent of the shares? No way, absolutely no way.”
Shirley couldn’t believe it either. “Cynthia, don’t just make things up. There’s no way you have forty percent of the shares in your hands.”
Cynthia stayed calm and composed. She simply reached into her bag, pulled out a document, and handed it over to Shirley. “Shirley, take a good look at this document. Doesn’t it look familiar?”
At first, Shirley had no idea what kind of trick Cynthia was playing. But when she saw her signature at the bottom, Shirley was stunned.
Upon closer inspection, she realized that this was the share transfer agreement she had signed back then. At that time, under threat from Luke, she had secretly sold her shares for only 6 million dollars. She never expected that she had sold them to Cynthia.
Shirley was stunned for a long time. However, when she finally processed the information, rage surged within her.
“Cynthia, you set me up; you’ve been plotting against me all along!” Shirley’s face turned bright red with anger, almost like it was on fire. Her chest heaved with fury.
She stepped forward, ready to slap Cynthia across the face. “You bitch! How dare you play me like this!”
Shirley had never been this furious before.
A stock worth 300 million dollars. She was forced to sell it for just 6 million dollars. Because of this incident, she was despised by Justin and disappointed Selena.
Now that she thought about it, she realized she had been outplayed by Cynthia. She was determined to take revenge on her
With a sharp sound, a resounding slap echoed in the air. But the blow didn’t land on Cynthia’s face. Instead, she had seized Shirley’s arm and delivered a hard slap with her other hand.
Cynthia didn’t hold back this time; she was ruthless. After all, she was born strong
Shirley was slapped so hard that she fell directly onto the table. Her ears buzzed, and her eyes were filled with stars, leaving her unable to see anything. Her check burned with pain, and a
large hump quickly formed.
Shirley took a few steps back, scared. Naturally, she didn’t dare contrent Cynullia face to face
However, she quickly turned to Justin to complain, “Dad, look at what she did to me! She knew I desperately needed money and took advantage of that to buy my shares for just 6 million dollars. I’m so innocent; how could I possibly compete with
her?”
Justin’s dissatisfaction with Cynthia continued to grow.
“Whatever Shirley does, it’s my responsibility to handle it. You have no right to hit her, Cynthia! Don’t you think you’re being too brazen?” Justin retorted, feeling that Cynthia’s act of striking Shirley in front of him was a direct slap in his face.
Cynthia stepped forward, firmly grabbed Shirley by the arm, and then swiftly slapped her several more times.
Then she forcefully twisted Shirley’s arms, legs, and wrists. The cracking sounds echoed, and Shirley collapsed to the floor.
Shirley realized Cynthia was treating her like a toy, trying to dislocate her joints. But this time was different and far more painful than before.
She even wondered if Cynthia had really broken her bones, with sharp fragments piercing into her flesh.
She rolled on the floor in excruciating pain. “It hurts so much, please help me, Dad, help me!”
Justin was in shock and couldn’t understand what Cynthia was doing.
Cynthia looked at Shirley, who was rolling on the floor, and casually wiped her hands with a wet wipe. Then she turned to Justin. “So I hit her. What are you going to do about it?”
Shirley was in unbearable pain. Justin opened his mouth to say something but found himself at a loss for words. His heart ached, feeling a sharp pain as if it were being pricked by needles
He pointed at Cynthia. “You, you… just get out of here.”
Cynthia spoke coldly, “I won’t agree to sell the stocks unless you gather more shares than I have.” With that, she pulled Jonathan along and left.
Justin was furious, he thought, ‘Cynthia now held forty percent of the shares, and no matter what, he could never acquire that much. Moreover, if he couldn’t sell them, holding such a large stake would be tantamount to financial suicide.
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Selena also sank into a chair, watching one person rolling on the floor and another pale with anger.
After returning home, Cynthia’s mood noticeably improved. She became more talkative and cheerful.
Jonathan joined in the conversation, saying, “That was quite the move. Did Shiloh teach you that?” He had seen her use this tactic against Alex before, and it had left him quite shocked at the time.
Cynthia said, “It was invented by my senior, Simon. However, my technique isn’t as good as his. He can not only dislocate bones but also sever tendons with just one move. But that technique
shouldn’t be used carelessly; modern medical methods can’t reverse it.
“Simon is truly talented. I really want to meet him,” said Jonathan.
Cynthia turned and glanced at Jonathan. “Better not.”
Jonathan asked, confused. “Why?”
I’m afraid Simon might take a liking to you, she joked.
Ionachian remembered that Cynthia had mentioned before that Inion wasn’t interested in women.
Jonathan chuckled. “Did you come back just to give Shirley a good bashing today?”
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Cynthia nodded. “Yeah.”
It wasn’t just a regular beating, this kind of pain penetrated to the bone. Day and night, it felt like being crushed by a truck, an agony that seemed unbearable. Besides her, no one else could relieve it.
She thought, ‘Even before bringing her down, you can’t let her live so comfortably.‘
“What’s your plan for dealing with her next? You’re not just going to let it end with one beating, are you?” Jonathan asked, his eyes narrowing with curiosity.
Cynthia looked ahead, her gaze calm and firm. “Of course not. I’m waiting for an opportunity, a chance to send her straight to hell.”