Chapter 154: Could My Background Not Be Simple?_1
"Sell the shares?"
Carson Flores turned his head in surprise, "You’ve been desperately guarding the business your father left behind, sparing no effort and cost. Why are you suddenly talking about selling? Are you willing to let go?"
Mary Jimenez sighed, "I just realized something. My persistence isn’t wrong, but if I keep this up, I’ll face even more targeted threats. I won’t just be harming myself but others around me too."
A flicker of fear crossed Mary Jimenez’s eyes, "If it weren’t for your remarkable abilities today, not only would I have sold my shares for cheap, I would have faced misfortune—and possibly even implicated you. This has happened twice already. If I continue, there will be a third time, a fourth time..."
Carson fell silent for two seconds, then suddenly chuckled, "If you’ve really thought it through, then selling your shares and leaving this circle might be good. As your parents, what they would probably wish to see most is not you seeking justice for them at the risk of danger, but rather, you living a safe and happy life."
Mary Jimenez hummed in acknowledgment, staring out the window in a daze. As the car left the darkness and returned to the city lights, the illumination flickered across her face, brightening and dimming.
"The Miller Family wants my shares, so I’ll sell to the Miller Family!"
Carson was somewhat surprised, "Don’t you hate them? And yet you’re selling to them?"