"Now, you are the highest authority in the Blaine family." Aurora slowly curved a smile, "Though I don't quite understand why my shares were transferred to Uncle Devon."
Devon Blaine's face subtly changed.
Aurora continued, "I don't really remember much of what happened during the time I was injured. I wanted to ask about this before, but couldn't find the chance."
Upon hearing this, Aidan Sullivan, who had been silent since he entered, raised his eyes, a flash of peculiarity passing through them.
Transferred the shares?
He remembered that Devon Blaine had publicly said it was a temporary takeover of the Blaine family.
He should have guessed; after all, who doesn't have a bit of ambition?
Devon Blaine sighed, "Back then, when you were injured, you were out of your mind, but would occasionally be clear-headed. Now and then, you realized your situation and, for the greater good, made this decision, applying your fingerprint to transfer the shares to me. Have you forgotten?"
