My Sleeping Beauty Husband by Lyanna Nichols

Chapter 91 She Was the Best

Cherry came to her senses and laughed. “Why do you think that way?”

“Then transfer the shares to me now. I’ll call Miller Group’s lawyer and ask him to come over.” Beck was about to pick up the phone on the table, but Cherry stopped him. “No, Dad!”

Beck’s face turned cold. He dropped the phone in his hand, and said with a sneer, “Cherry, what do you mean?!”

Cherry saw that the matter had come to what it was, and she was not going to hide it any longer. To tell a lie would be covered by countless lies. Beck was her father, so even if she had told the truth he would at most have scolded her.

She made up her mind, pursed her lips, and said, “It’s not that I don’t want to transfer it to you. I just can’t

transfer it to you.”

“What?” Beck was stunned.

Cherry twitched her fingers together and told of what had happened at the art museum. After she said it, she

was relieved, “So now I don’t have any shares.”

Beck’s face was sullen and uncertain. He stared at her, breathing heavily, and he was so angry that he slapped Cherry across the face. “You b*stard! I should never have given birth to you in the first place. You will

only cause trouble.”

He beat her so hard that Cherry’s face became red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were covered with blood. She caressed her face and looked at Beck in disbelief. “You hit me, but I am your daughter. Am I less important than those shares?”

Beck looked at her as if she had said something stupid.

Jane was afraid he would be angry again, so she rushed over and stood before Cherry, begging. “Don’t be angry. Cherry is still a child. She doesn’t know this.”

“She is already twenty–five! Is she still a child?! She has been spoiled by you! Do you know how much trouble

she caused me?”

Beck was so angry that he looked at them on the ground. His eyes were about to burst into flames.

Cherry felt sad and thought, “This is the first time I have been beaten by Beck since I was young. My father

slapped me! He was like treating an enemy.”

She looked at Beck with a look of discontent. “Then what can I do? If I do not pay 28 million in compensation, I will go to jail. Dad, don’t you want to see me go to jail to be reconciled!”

Seeing that she still didn’t know how to repent, Beck yelled, “Then go to jail. I can’t wait to beat you to death.

now.”

he spoke, and Jane stopped Beck, and they wept and hugged

his hand and gritted his teeth, but in the end,

has great uses, so

of the shares left in my hands now. I had given. Cynthia fifteen percent of the shares as a dowry. Alston cajoled me

as he said that, the mother and daughter who were crying on the ground were

“I think I screwed

in the living room, and after a while, Beck turned to

they couldn’t see

me to visit Ivan in two days, and make an appointment

soon as he said that, Cherry looked at Beck in

won’t marry Ivan. I don’t want

was indifferent, but his eyes revealed a stern look. “Cherry, this

on, I will not pamper you again. You should be prepared these few

get married as soon as

how much she

decision, and it was impossible to

he left. Now he had to find other small shareholders of Miller Group to get

and let them stand by him. In order to prevent Miller Group from falling into the hands of others, he

lot

energy seemed to go out of her,

hurried over to support her, looking at her pale and

will help you…”

Group seemed far calmer than the troubled Miller family.

employees felt

a partnership with the Green family, the Williams family and the Clinton family took on the Miller Group’s position, and all the issues were resolved. They returned to their usual fast–paced and

everything

sat on the soft

the office was the same style as Alston, cold and simple, all dark

very valuable,

Alston who was sitting behind

forehead hair covered his expression. He had bright eyes,

in appearance, but also his temperament was even more outstanding. He had the charm of a mature man

keen eye for detail, but after watching Alston for a long time, and finding

he could not

and Alston, noticing it, looked up. “Cousin, we have finished talking about our

“cousin“, Lorenz had goosebumps all over his body, “Don’t call me cousin,

cousin, not your

remained unchanged. “But Cynthia is my wife. If

you. Anyway, it’s fine for her

rational person, jumped up

you mean!” Alston raised his indifferent