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.”

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

and gritted his teeth, but in the end, he did not strike her. He kept

angry. Cherry still has great uses, so I can’t be

a dowry. Alston cajoled me into giving him

mother and daughter who were crying on the ground were all stunned. They looked

“I think I screwed up this

in the living room, and after a while, Beck

dark eyes, and they couldn’t see his

two days, and make an

Cherry looked at Beck in astonishment, got up from

won’t marry Ivan. I don’t

her ferocious look, Beck was indifferent, but his

you again. You should be

comes, you will get married as

She knew that no matter how much she resisted, it would be useless. Her father

a decision, and it was impossible to

that, he left. Now he had to find other small shareholders

prevent Miller Group from

a lot to

energy seemed to go out of

over to support her, looking at her pale and desperate

will help you…”

far calmer than the

felt

Williams family and the Clinton family took on the Miller Group’s position, and all the issues were resolved. They returned

and everything was

the soft and looked at

layout of the office was the same style as Alston, cold and

very valuable, low–key, and

Alston who was sitting

hair covered his expression.

only was he superior in appearance, but also his temperament was even more outstanding. He had the

keen eye for detail, but after watching Alston for

could not

didn’t disguise his gaze, and Alston, noticing it, looked up. “Cousin, we have finished talking about

had goosebumps

not

“But Cynthia is my wife. If

Anyway, it’s fine for her to

such a rational person, jumped up when he heard that. “That’s not

mean!” Alston raised his