Chapter 956
Chapter 956:
She fought against their grip, but an elderly woman stood no chance against younger, stronger men.
When they asked for the password, Selma clamped her lips shut, refusing to speak.
She thought silence would be her shield, that if she held out long enough, they’d back down.
She was wrong. With little effort, they forced the suitcase open. Jewelry spilled onto the floor—gold chains, silver bracelets, glittering rings—far more valuables than clothing.
Selma had always clung to gold, convinced it was the safest investment. Over the years, she had easily persuaded Michelle and Robert to keep her supplied, using their wealth to hoard luxury.
Fernanda’s lips curled into a slow, mocking smile. “You’re the one leaving, so these stay. It’s not like you bought them yourself.”
Selma’s face darkened, her features twisting in fury. “Michelle bought them for me!”
Fernanda tilted her head, feigning curiosity. “Oh? And where did she get the money?” She blinked, all wide-eyed innocence. “From this family, right?” Her voice turned cool, edged with amusement. “Tell me, what exactly has your daughter contributed to Voligny Company? Did she invest a single dime? Put in any real effort? If not…” She gave a small shrug. “She’s not entitled to its rewards.”
Fernanda turned to Robert, her tone light, almost playful. “But Michelle is your wife, after all. It’s only right that you support her.” She paused, then added with a smirk, “How about this? We’ll assess the value of all this jewelry, match it to the current market price, and trade it for your shares. I’ll give you the jewelry, and you’ll hand over the shares. Fair deal, don’t you think?”
The veins on Robert’s forehead bulged, his fists clenching at his sides.
“I’ve already hired an asset appraisal team. They’ll assess Voligny Company tomorrow,” Fernanda said smoothly. “You remember how much my mother invested at the start—two hundred thousand dollars. I’ll retain the shares that match her contribution. But don’t worry, I won’t dismiss your efforts over the years. I won’t take everything.” She smiled, watching the color drain from Robert’s face. “So, what’s it going to be? Leave the shiny jewelry behind, or take it with you?”
Robert’s chest rose and fell, his breathing ragged as he fought to contain his fury.
gⱯ𝗅𝗇0ν𝖊𝗅𝘀.𝗰𝗈𝗺´ 𝘾𝒽𝓮𝒸𝓀 𝒶𝓾𝓉𝒽 𝓬𝓸𝓹𝓎
Fernanda held all the power now, and he had no choice but to play by her rules. She acted as if she was giving him an option, but they both knew there was only one path forward.
After a tense silence, Robert finally forced the words out. “Leave the things behind.”
Selma erupted into hysterics, wailing as if the world had ended. She flung herself onto the floor, refusing to budge, cursing and shrieking with every vile insult she could muster.
Suddenly, Selma bolted upstairs in a frenzy, knocking over everything in her path.
Robert was already seething, and her outburst only made things worse. If she kept this up, she’d give Fernanda even more leverage.
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