"I know, so I've only transferred half of the shares. Apart from having a voting right at future board meetings, it won't affect anything else. She'll still gain experience at the grassroots level until she's ready to take on greater responsibilities."

Mark's voice was deep and serious, carrying significant weight.

No one present dared to interject, yet their dissatisfaction was clearly evident. "Mr. Olsen..."

"If she doesn't perform well, I will reclaim the shares. But if she does well, I'll transfer the other half to her."

His resolute tone indicated he had long prepared for this.

While his words were firm, given Josie's abilities and Mark's favoritism toward her, Olsen Group was inevitably destined to belong to Josie.

Laura tightened her grip on the pen in her hand, her gaze falling on Josie. Josie showed no reaction, appearing calm as if she had known all along. She was the only one who didn't know.

"I disagree." At the far end of the long table, an elder of the same age as Mark slowly voiced his opinion.

As soon as someone dissented, there were immediate voices of agreement. "Mr. Groff, you should advise Mr. Olsen."

Mark looked over. "Declan, why?"

limp and needed to use a cane to walk. Gripping the handle, he pointed directly at Josie. "Because

Silence ensued.

the entire Wen family? Old Wen, I think you're the one who's

Laura has been managing the group. She's done a good job." The implication was that if Laura, a complete outsider was acceptable, then

her years of toil without

is absolutely not

As

outsider, she harbors

doesn't even deserve

opportunity to gain experience!"

harsh, and for a moment, the entire meeting room fell silent. One could even hear

expression gradually became serious. "Anyone else

was the

Laura who did not raise her hand. Mark watched the scene unfold before

noticed his

up, his

signed by me,

has the

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