My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

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Old Mrs. Horton, still sharp as ever, didn't hesitate to say, "No."

The room fell silent as everyone turned to look at her in surprise.

Nathan couldn't help but speak up. "Mom, didn't you say you'd give Jake shares when he got married? Why are you going back on your word now?"

Old Mrs. Horton replied firmly, "The shares I hold are mine to give as I see fit. I may be getting older, but I still have the right to make my own decisions."

Nathan frowned. "Mom, you can't be so biased. Lewis already controls nearly half the company! We're family too, you know."

Old Mrs. Horton snorted, "The Horton family is my legacy, and as I said, I'll give my shares to whomever I choose."

Nathan wanted to argue, but Oliver cut him off by bursting into tears. "Grandma, I know you've never liked me because of my mom, but she's gone now. How can you still hold that against me? No matter what, I'm your oldest grandson. Are you really going to treat me like this? Do you want me dead?"

He began wiping his tears. "You have no idea, Grandma. Ever since the Horton Group moved to Clance, everyone has looked down on me because the company is under Lewis' control. I'm supposed to be the eldest brother, but my opinions don't matter! I don't want to cause trouble for Lewis, but as the matriarch, you shouldn't be so partial!"

He continued, "And don't forget, Grandma, when you collapsed that time, I was the first one to find you and rush you to the hospital. You had a heart attack, and the doctors said if you hadn't been treated in time, you wouldn't have made it. Grandma, does our bond mean nothing?"

Old Mrs. Horton hesitated, looking at Oliver.

He wasn't wrong…

at fourteen, having grown up elsewhere. Once he joined the Hortons, he was always walking on

his way to please her

all, he was her grandson and still a child. Old Mrs. Horton's heart had softened for him at the time, and she treated him well until

Oliver to be the one to rush her to the hospital when she

descended the stairs, overhearing the conversation. He immediately turned to her with

the time, and

a flicker of fear crossed

her back then, he

Oliver spoke up again. "Grandma, I'm your grandson, and my son is your great-grandson—the first great-grandchild of the Horton family. Can you really bear to give us nothing? Even just one percent of the shares would mean so much to us, and

diluted five percent of the

made up over half of the company,

of Horton Group's shares had always been a bit unusual. Lewis knew who the major shareholders were, but aside from the scattered retail investors, there was still one shareholder holding ten percent of the company's stock whose identity

a majority, even one percent

Mrs. Horton looked at Oliver and

hesitation, Oliver stepped forward and knelt before her. "Grandma, please, have mercy on your grandson. Remember, I saved your

Mrs. Horton's

Mrs. Horton

had always been biased