Isabelle trembled more severely. Even her lips shook as she hugged herself tightly and curled up on her chair, close to a breakdown. She muttered, “I… I… It’s too horrifying, no… I don’t want…”

 

“Mom! Mom!” I held my mom’s shaking hands, calling her name. I was more and more mystified. What’s going on?

 

looked at me steadily and then, after a while, she stopped trembling, took a deep breath, and said, “I, Isabelle Anderson, as

I’m going to get back at you.” As Mark spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and swung it right at my mother. I yelled in fear and tried to stop him, but

this remark, nonchalantly, “Uncle Mark, it is unbecoming of a man to raise his hand against a woman and in

his hand off and repeated, “Isabelle, I’m giving you one

see that she was very stressed, but outwardly, she looked calm. She looked at Dad with an icy stare and spoke slowly and clearly, “Mark Goldstein, I will not be your puppet forever, nor would I be your tool forever. I did say before that if I do not die by your hand, then I would be merciless when I have the power to rebel

conference room as the voting gradually came to an end. Finally, I was the only one left who had not voiced any decision yet. My mother’s words went round and round in my mind, and I could not

 

you are the only one left now. Come, give me your vote. I love you

reverie and as I turned around, I saw that the voting on the electronic screen was over. The shareholders supportive of Mark and Lucas amounted to be the same. I held two percent of the shares. These were given to me initially by Mark. In the final confrontation between my Dad and my special

way, I told you to do as I do, and you agreed.” Isabelle said

 

what is this about?” I was close

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