Owen's eyes bulged as he threw a tantrum. "Dad, you yelled at me?!"
Amelia's heart ached. "Daniel, what are you doing? Owen's still young—how can you be so harsh with him? It's clearly these shareholders' fault! They're all just working for Owen—how dare they speak to the boss like that…"
Owen, without the slightest self-awareness, added, "That's right! The Reid Family will be mine sooner or later, and I don't need disobedient employees!"
"Heh, Chairman Reid, it seems we were the fools here. We were ready to stand by you out of loyalty, to weather this storm together…"
At that moment, one shareholder let out a bitter laugh, slapped his credentials down on the table, and said sharply, "Fine, fine, fine!"
"Since your heir and your wife don't need us, as of today, I'm officially withdrawing from Reid Family Group. My shares will be put up for sale immediately."
Daniel's heart sank—he wanted to stop him.
