"Fine." Olive Steele touched the back of her head, she was not afraid of him, a scarecrow.
"Okay, don't change the topic." Norton Geve back to the main topic, "Girl, why do I give you these,
naturally, I have some reasons. I don't know how long I can survive. In this ward, no one can walk out
healthfully. Although the treatment can delay my condition and make me live a few more days, I can't
escape when the day comes."
Lory Ted stood aside, secretly wiping tears.
"Uncle, stoop, auntie is crying because of your words." Olive handed over the tissue, not knowing how
to comfort her.
"Yeah, your aunt is most worried about me. As you all know, I have a bad son. I am afraid that if I die,
he will come back and focus on the company. I will transfer all my remaining shares to your aunt, but
your aunt has been a housewife for a lifetime and does not understand hotel management. I would like
to ask you to help your aunt guard the Angel. This 10% of the shares are regarded as remuneration."
"But I'm not good at this too, so you can rest assured? Besides, the reward is a bit too high, right."
Olive was surprised.
"Isn't there an expert behind you? He is an elite." Norton smiled at Alan Hoyle meaningfully.
Alan Hoyle cursed secretly, there was no free lunch in the world, this scheming guy, even trapped him,
"You are not afraid that I will swallow your hotel?"
Norton said with confidence, "If you do have this thought, when you first bought Heng Du, you wouldn't
pay double the price."
"But Uncle, even if you want me to help aunt, there is no need to give me shares. I'm very happy if you
double my salary." Olive still felt wrong about receiving shares. She can't accept that.
"Girl, just take it. Why so much nonsense? After you accept the shares, you will be one of the owners
of this hotel in the future. If your boyfriend bullies you, you can live without him."
Alan Hoyle frowned displeased, "General Manager Geve, you are provoking discord."
"I'm reminding you to be better with Olive, and quickly clear away those obstacles around you, lest
Olive will be wronged because of you." Norton was telling the truth, and Alan Hoyle could not refute it.
Lory Ted wiped her tears and took Olive's hand, "Olive, just accept it. Auntie has nothing to help the old
man. I failed to make my son a good man. So that the old man can't find a reliable successor when he
grows old. The old man treats you as a friend and trusts you. Just accept it and let him recover from his
illness.”
Norton did not give her a chance to speak, and said, "The shares in your aunt's hand, after I discuss
with her, will be divided into three shares in the future, one for my son. If I can find my daughter, I will
compensate her for one. This matter, Alan, please I need you to do this for me."
Olive was taken aback, "Auntie already knows about that?"
Lory Ted's face was calm after accepting the facts.
Norton sighed softly, "I can't bring this secret into my grave."
Olive felt that this was the hope of Norton who wanted to give his wife. The hope would be the courage
and faith to live strong after he died.
Norton continued, "The other one will be divided into 2 parts after the old woman died. Olive, as for the
ten percent in your hands, I hope that it will have a greater effect and help the Angel."
He wanted her to find him a qualified successor in the future, and play an important role at a critical
time.
So far, Alan Hoyle finally figured out his intentions, and couldn't help cursing, "You old cunning guy,
what a perfect plan. Girl, since Mr. Geve is so generous, why don't you accept it and sign it. "
Olive still hesitated, looking at the earnest gazes of the old man on the hospital bed and the woman
next to him, she asked Alan Hoyle anxiously, "Should I?"
Alan Hoyle put his arms around her shoulders, half-jokingly said, "Why not, but you sign this character,
and you will be a rich little woman in the future."
Olive gave him a stern look, took the contract and signature pen handed over by the lawyer, bit her lip,
and solemnly signed her name.
At this point, Norton on the hospital bed was slightly relieved. For the rest of his life, he had to arrange
his affairs properly, this child, he can trust, and the man behind her.
After coming out of the hospital, Alan Hoyle sent Olive home, and she was depressed along the way.
Alan Hoyle stretched out his arms and put his arms around her shoulders, and laughed in a low voice,
"Why are you not happy to be a rich little woman?"
Olive hit him with an elbow, she was displeased, "You are still in the mood to make a joke."
The word "will" makes people feel heavy.
Alan Hoyle said, "Fool, life and death are fatal, and it's useless to be sad. It's better to think about what
you can do."
What he said was quite reasonable. Olive's mood was better after all, but, "I feel so stressed."
"Don't forget that I am your strong backing. Do whatever you want to do boldly. I will always be your
support." Alan Hoyle patted his chest.
Olive glanced sideways and sighed, "You are different from me, rich guy"
"Of course, I don't fucking care of ordinary people." A vulgar word came out of his mouth, but it had a
charm.
Olive's mouth twitched, and her fist hit his body, "Damn you."
Alan Hoyle smiled and received her fist and finally made her laugh. He liked to look at her smile, which
was the color like the sun, and he was the sunflower that was willing to go with her.
Downstairs in the community, Alan Hoyle stopped the car.
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