Chapter 269

"Who's scared of him?" Adrian gave a low snort. He just didn't feel like wasting time talking to someone like that. Nothing worth chatting about, honestly. But that reverse-psychology thing? Yeah, it kinda worked. Even though he was grumbling, Adrian pushed himself up from the chair. He shot Charles a glance—his movements said it all. Charles let out a quiet breath of relief. Willing to talk meant there was still a chance to patch things up. The father and son headed to the study, one after the other. No dramatic buildup—Charles got straight to the point. He pulled out a contract from the drawer. "These are the MRC shares under my name. I'm planning to split them among you three. Take a look—if you're okay with it, just sign." He slid the contract and a pen over to Adrian, adding an explanation. "Your little sister has had it rough out there on her own. After talking it through with your mom, we decided she gets half. The other half—you and Oliver split it. If you've got other thoughts