Chapter 260


    “But Ms. Wood hasn’t given birth to her baby yet. This will isn’t effective, is it?” voiced a shareholder.


    He even gave a nce at Isabe. “Moreover, Mr. Faulkner’s adoptive mother is still around. Even if


    Mr. Faulkner is in aa, the shares he has should be given ording to the will he has.”


    Another shareholder nodded. “I heard that Mr. Faulkner is married. Did no one inform Mrs. Faulkner


    about this shareholders’ meeting?”


    A glint shed past Samantha’s eyes. “I’ll be frank with you all. Armand’s marriage with that woman is a


    contractual marriage. They had signed a contract before they married, and naturally, she can’t do


    anything about Armand’s assets.”


    Just as the shareholders were digesting that, Isabe spoke. “I’m just Armand’s adoptive mother, so I


    won’t make any queries about his assets. I’ve onlye to take a look today. Since Armand has


    already made a will before his ident, even if Marilyn hasn’t delivered her baby, she’s the baby’s


    mother. She’ll be able to manage the shares for the child.”


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    “Can that be done?” Samantha quickly asked thewyer.


    Wilfred nodded. “Yes. Since Armand is in aa, his will is now effective. As the guardian of the child,


    Ms. Wood would have the right to handle any matters on behalf of the child.”


    At that, Samantha smiled and leaned back in her chair. “Did you all hear that?”


    The shareholders had no choice but to agree to it at thewyer’s words.


    “Ms. Wood, these are the shares that Mr. Faulkner currently has.” Wilfred then opened a document and


    showed it to Marilyn.


    Marilyn widened her eyes when she read the documents. She then whipped her head to the side to ask


    thewyer in disbelief, “I remember that Armand has thirty-three percent of Central Group’s shares.


    Why are there only fourteen percent left?”


    Upon hearing that, Samantha took the document to look at it. Then, she narrowed her eyes.


    What in the world is Armand doing?


    “It could be because Mr. Faulkner has sold off some of his shares,” Wilfred exined. “I’ve renewed the


    document to reflect his current assets, and these are all he has for his shares.”


    “Oh, what’s going on here?”


    Right then, someone opened the door to the conference room again.


    The woman who entered had long wavy brown hair. She was in a ck gown. Her hips swayed a little


    as she walked, and there was a form of grace in the way she carried herself. Moreover, a nce at her


    eyes would captivate anyone.


    The shareholders were soon reminded of the news they heard a few days prior when they saw the


    woman.


    They never thought that Armand’s biological mother would just appear right in their lines of sight like


    that.


    When Peter and the others saw Mirrin, their expressions darkened.


    It was especially so for Isabe. She had been keeping a neutral look on her face the entire time, but


    upon seeing Mirrin, a cold look emerged.


    After a glimpse at Mirrin, Peter uttered, “We’re having a shareholders’ meeting right now. Leave!”


    “I know. That’s why I’m here,” Mirrin said with a smile.


    She then sat down on thest avable chair in the room.


    “I didn’t raise Armand, but he’s rted to me by blood. My son started thispany, and when I heard


    that no one is managing it while he’s in aa in the hospital, I, as his mother, became rightfully


    concerned. So, what’s going on right now?” Mirrin then crossed her legs and smile at one of the


    shareholders beside her. “How are we dealing with the shares that my son has?”


    Even though Mirrin was in her fifties, she had given birth to her child early, and she had spent millions


    every year to maintain her youth. Hence, she still looked like she was only in her twenties.


    She used to be the top escort of Ambrosia for two decades straight. Now, every smile she had on her


    face enchanted the others.


    Thus, the shareholder by her side immediately turned red in the face.


    “Here’s what has happened. As it turns out, Mr. Faulkner has made his will early on…” After clearing


    his throat, the shareholder exined the situation to Mirrin.


    Mirrin hummed in response. She then turned to fix her gaze on Marilyn and asked, “Why did my son


    make a will to transfer the shares to you? Is the baby in you his?”