When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 544 Whether I Stop or Not Depends Entirely on You?

The board of directors presented a document to Braden, pretending to be respectful. “Mr. Stewart, we need your cooperation and signature for this 'Consent to Voluntarily Give Up the Management of The Stewart Group.' However, we are unsure if you can sign it independently given your current condition?'

Braden tilted his head slightly as he calmly said, 'Give me the pen.'

"No, you cant sign it!"

Shirley was still under Antwan's control. She exerted all her strength to break free but was too weak to escape.

"You damned bastard, let me go! I'll kill you!'

She struggled in Antwan's embrace, lost control of her emotions, and even bit his arm fiercely like a shrew.

"Hush, be good. This is Braden's own choice. Even if I let you go, he will still sign the document. Why are you so worried?"

"Antwan, you despicable person, do you think you can win against him this way? I won't let you succeed. You can never compare to him, not even a single strand of his hair!"

Shirley bit Antwan's arm so tightly that her whole body trembled, tasting the flavor of blood in her mouth.

Antwan looked at the deep and bloody tooth marks on his arm, which were obviously painful, yet he felt highly pleased. "So, what if I can't compare to him? At least this makes you notice me."

Perhaps, he was fundamentally a masochist, wanting to attract Shirley's attention this way.

To him, it was better to curse, beat, or even eat him bite by bite than not to have him in her sight at all.

"This... Ms. Wilson, please show mercy!'

The onlookers were stunned and couldn't figure out what to do next as they looked at each other with mouths agape.

Although Braden's eyes were blind, his heart was not. He listened to the entire conversation between Shirley and Antwan and was even more convinced that Shirley must have a special meaning to Antwan. His fingers holding the pen, tightened slightly as he signed the document.

signed it. You can leave

a few seconds, his beautiful handwriting appeared on

distress. She knew better than anyone how painful it was to give up something Braden was proud of,

I really admire it. This is your own choice,

you hypocritical people, get

hugging and comforting him in a low voice. "Don't worry. Take

don't need your help." Braden's voice was cold as ice. "It doesn't matter to me who

was surprised to see Braden

had strong ambitions, so how could he not

have anything to do with

career, family honor, and personal achievements the most important things. Still, after going

thing that made him passionate, was finding the missing part of

that missing part of his

didn't need to

to do

been slapped. Her worry and her sense of injustice

not mine. It really has nothing to do with me. I

sad, and her body was too weak. She stumbled back a few

really have too much time, you can do charity work, help African children, save wild elephants, and support education in impoverished mountainous areas instead of meddling in other

I'm meddling in other people's

separate arrows, proving a timeless truth: only the

mouth was sharp, but her body was weak. She had only taken a few steps when she fell

Wilson!" May Thompson

had no idea how much time had passed when

"Ahem!"

opened her eyes and felt uneasy, as if she were floating

"You finally woke up!"