Chapter 132

YSABELLE

I stared at my handbag where the other phone of my aunt was hiding. My aunt didn't return to get her phone.

I sighed deeply as I looked desperate to suspect my aunt over something not so crucial.

What's wrong with having two phones? That's normal these days. Separating personal and business life.

“You're quiet,” Ronan said beside me while he was peeling the apple.

“I'm… I'm going to handle the company here.” He stopped. “So tell me… what was Aunt hiding from me?” I took the apple and knife from him.

He doesn't have a choice but to coke clean as he scratches the back of his neck.

“The company lost almost forty percent of shareholders.”

“What? H-How? I thought you were helping the company?”

“They don't trust your father anymore.” He glanced at my father on the bed. “Especially, he's here now.”

“I will handle–”

“They don't want to give you their full trust. You're still an amateur in this field.”

My jaw clenched as my hand curled into a fist. They're really something and I hope