Chapter 272

Chapter 272

In just a few minutes, all the stocks of the Johnson Group's related companies hit their daily limit down.

The websites of major companies were flooded by netizens, with extremely harsh criticism.

Everyone was stunned.

They couldn't figure out what was going on at all. The Johnson Group was a powerful family—who would dare to make such a move?

When they investigated and found out who was behind it, everyone was shocked.

Who could have imagined that Jett would be stupid enough to actually do something like this?

But Jett had no idea he'd been found out and was feeling quite pleased with himself.

At the hospital.

Orla safely passed through the critical period and was moved to a ward.

Diana stayed by her side the whole time, her face deathly pale.

Michael's phone suddenly buzzed. He just glanced at it, and a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "I'm going to make a phone call. I'll be right back."

His footsteps faded away.

Diana frowned. For some reason, she felt uneasy, so she instinctively followed him.

In the hospital corridor.

Michael's cold voice came through, "He really is stupid enough. Call a shareholders' meeting immediately and make the investigation results public."

He hung up.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. When he turned around and saw Diana, his expression changed. The coldness quietly faded, replaced by a gentle look.

"Why did you come out? Didn't I tell you to stay inside and watch over her?"

Diana walked over and stared into his eyes, "Did something happen?"

Michael's face broke into a smile, and he wrapped his arms around her slender waist, "Are you worried about me?"

"This is not the time for smooth talk. What happened?"

Under Diana's repeated questioning, Michael didn't hide anything and told her about the trending topic.

The atmosphere became strange for a moment.

Diana was silent for a while, "I'm sorry. I've dragged you into this."

"How can you say that? It has nothing to do with you. How can you be sure these things weren't my idea?"

To keep Diana from feeling guilty, Michael pulled her into his arms and said in a husky voice, "That idiot thinks he has many people around him trying to please him, but those people were all arranged by me."

Diana's whole body trembled, "So whatever he does is part of your plan?"

Michael spoke up, "I'm sorry. I was playing games, but I did this to help us get together faster. Honey, let's get married. I love you so much. If we get married and join forces, it will not only break through public opinion, but also make those people shut up."

Both Garcia Jewels Company and the Johnson Group were now in the eye of the storm.

Diana had already promised she would do something to prevent the company from collapsing.

He was curious about what Diana would choose.

Meeting Michael's sincere eyes, Diana smiled helplessly, "I did promise not to let the company disappear, but I never thought about keeping Garcia Jewels Company as it is. Why don't you acquire the company?"

That way the company would still exist.

In a few years, she could quietly get it back into her own hands.

Of course, Garcia Jewels Company wouldn't exist anymore.

It would become a branch of Beyond Jewel Studio.

Michael smiled and lovingly stroked Diana's hair.

Diana knew Michael had business to attend to, so she wanted to return to the ward, but Michael asked her to attend the shareholders' meeting with him.

"Why? I have nothing to do with your company."

The next second, Diana's eyes widened in shock as she looked at the share transfer agreement in her hands.

"You're giving me these shares?"

"Of course. I told you, what's mine is yours. Haven't you always felt insecure? Is this enough? If we get married someday, we'll sign a prenuptial agreement. All the assets will be yours. If we divorce, I'll leave with nothing."

Diana was completely stunned.

She never imagined Michael would be so generous as to give up all his assets.

She didn't know how to respond, so she just stayed quiet.

Soon, Diana and Michael arrived at the Johnson Group shareholders' meeting.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately attracted many people's attention.

Nolan looked like an angry beast at this moment, his eyes bloodshot. The way he looked at them wasn't like looking at his son, but more like looking at an enemy.

Next to him, Jett had bright red finger marks on his face.

In contrast, when Holden and Cleo saw them, their expressions were much better.

Michael ignored everyone's strange looks and sat down holding Diana's hand, "Grandpa, let's begin."

The shareholders' meeting officially started.

With such a big issue at hand, no one would waste time on Diana anymore. They began discussing the serious matter.

Jett originally had no company shares—he was pushed into a company position by Nolan.

But he'd just arrived at the company, hadn't produced any results, and instead caused a huge disaster.

Now, the shareholders were like holding a criticism session, tearing Jett apart completely.

Nolan's face looked terrible.

He opened his mouth, wanting to speak up for Jett, but was stopped by Holden.

He let the shareholders vent their anger.

Holden cleared his throat and spoke, "We will make the truth of this matter public. From now on, I will transfer all my shares to my most valued grandson Michael. From now on, he is the true heir of the company, and no one can shake his position."

Everyone was shocked.

Wealthy families rarely skip over their sons to give inheritance rights directly to grandsons.

Michael had the ability and had earned Holden's trust, but for Nolan, this was the greatest insult.

He was still sitting there, but had been kicked out.

Not only that, Holden personally announced that he would no longer have any company shares or position.

In other words, he was officially retired. From now on, he could only live on the small trust fund given by the family. He had no shares at all.

Nolan stood up to object, but when he met Holden's stern gaze, the words died on his lips.

Meanwhile, Cleo was moved to tears.

Facing Holden's decision, not a single person in the entire conference room objected.

After all, they weren't interested in who became the heir. They were more interested in whether their assets would appreciate or depreciate.

The meeting ended.

Holden called everyone to his office.

He suddenly seemed much older, his back hunched, looking at Jett and Nolan with disappointment.

"You two idiots, too stupid to even know it. From now on, don't come to the company anymore."