Old Mrs. Horton, still sharp as ever, didn't hesitate to say, "No."
The room fell silent as everyone turned to look at her in surprise.
Nathan couldn't help but speak up. "Mom, didn't you say you'd give Jake shares when he got married? Why are you going back on your word now?"
Old Mrs. Horton replied firmly, "The shares I hold are mine to give as I see fit. I may be getting older, but I still have the right to make my own decisions."
Nathan frowned. "Mom, you can't be so biased. Lewis already controls nearly half the company! We're family too, you know."
Old Mrs. Horton snorted, "The Horton family is my legacy, and as I said, I'll give my shares to whomever I choose."
Nathan wanted to argue, but Oliver cut him off by bursting into tears. "Grandma, I know you've never liked me because of my mom, but she's gone now. How can you still hold that against me? No matter what, I'm your oldest grandson. Are you really going to treat me like this? Do you want me dead?"
