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Getting Him Hooked: Mr. Freeman’s Indifferent Sinner Wife

Chapter 880
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Chapter 880

Olivia got up early on the day of the shareholder meeting held by Quinton Group.

When she went to have her breakfast, she beckoned Sam to walk to her side.

"Sam, are you ready to report to the new school today?"

Sam hugged his schoolbag, nodded, and said, "I'm ready. Please be rest assured. I'll study hard."

Children who lived a tougher life would be more sensible than other kids. They would cherish the opportunity given

to them to go to school.

Sam and Ian were different in this aspect.

One cared more about himself, while the other cared about others more.

Olivia touched Sam's head. "God boy. Eat some more for breakfast, and I'll drive you to school later. Mrs. Simmons

will pick you up after school."

"Are you going out today?"

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"Well, Uncle Quinton’s company has a meeting today. I'm going there."

"Are you and Uncle Quinton back on good terms now?"

Olivia touched his nose. "Why does a little boy like you love to gossip about things like this? It's the adults' matter."

"I'm not gossiping. I'm just concerned. That day when Mrs. Simmons and I returned, the study was in a mess. It

looks like you both have just

quarreled. Moreover, Uncle Quinton didn't return home after that day. I..."

A mess?

Olivia frowned. She did not touch anything when she left.

However, she did not think much of it. She pushed the milk to Sam and said, "Drink it."

Deep down, she still could not forgive Zac.

However, what Sam said that day enlightened her.

Instead of hating him, it was better for her to let the bygones be bygones.

At the top floor conference room of Quinton Group.

All the major shareholders of Quinton Group attended the meeting. The conference room, which used to be empty,

was now filled with people.

Fabian sat on the main seat with Dorothy beside him. Meanwhile, Zac sat opposite them.

Suddenly, Fabian stood up and said, "Everybody, since everyone has arrived, let's begin the meeting."

Someone looked around and asked, "Where's Mr. Quinton? Why isn't he here?"

"Father won’t be coming today. We don't have to wait for him."

"What? Mr. Quinton isn't coming? How could Mr. Quinton not attend a meeting like this?"

Fabian knitted his eyebrows and said, "My father said he'd easily affect your judgment and choice if he came.

Therefore, to ensure fairness, my father decided not to attend the meeting."

"This is..."

Some old shareholders were dissatisfied, but it was not an appropriate

time to speak out. Thus, they said, "We’re here to choose the CEO of Quinton Group after all. Today's decision will

affect the future development of Quinton Group. Didn’t Mr. Quinton arrange anything for a big event like this?"

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"No."

Before anyone could speak again, Dorothy stood up. She took Fabian's hand, saying, "Fellow shareholders, Mr.

Quinton is doing this because Quinton Group will eventually be handed to his descendants. So, he decided to hand

down his authority now."

She took out a document and continued, "Here is the cooperation agreement between Jameson Group and Quinton

Group. All we have to do now is choose a new CEO and wait for him to sign this.

"I think you all know that we, Jameson Group, have the land, right? This contract is an agreement to transfer the

land."

She might be beating about the bush, but everyone knew she meant that only by choosing Fabian they would be

able to get the land Jameson Group owned.

To put it bluntly, Dorothy was threatening them.

Moreover, Quinton Group wanted to get this land.

Therefore, those who had opinions about Jimmy not attending the meeting decided to shut their mouths.

"Okay. Since everyone is already here, we'll start to vote. Do you have any comments?"

This time, everyone shook their heads and said, "Mr. Quinton is right. The company will be handed over to the next

generation one day. We're okay with it as long as Mr. Quinton is still in charge."