"Mrs. Houston." Jordan''s voice snapped her back.
He continued, "Pass this equity document around. Let everyone see it. With Andrew''s vote, Mrs. Houston stays."
The shareholders inspected it. Once they confirmed the stamp and legal weight, the oue was obvious. "What now?" Jordan eyed Jason, who remainedposed on the surface but felt bitter inside.
"You pushed for a fair vote," Jordan said. "Aren''t you satisfied with the oue? You won''t threaten them to change their votes, will you? Well, I brought some people too. They can spar a little if you like."
The room crackled with tension. Those shareholders, sensing trouble, started slipping out.
The oue was clear, with Debra winning.
"Well then, we''re out," Jason said.
"Hold up," Debra stood, stepping toward him. "Tell Michael he can keep the shares he bought. But the 30% I gave my friend? He doesn''t deserve it. I want it back in three days. If he doesn''t deliver, I''ll take it my way."
"I''ll pass it on," Jason replied, his expression nk.
"And if my friend''s hurt while with you," Debra added, "I''ll make you pay in blood. Even if it''s a total wipeout, I''l make your lives hell. Whatever you''re after, I''ll destroy it before you get it."
"Don''t worry. We''rew-abiding folks. There won''t be blood or violence. If your sincerity''s enough, your friendes back in one piece," Jason said, leaving with hiswyer.
Debra grabbed the equity document and turned to Jordan. "What''s the deal with this?"
He paused, unsure of how to answer. He''d rushed to save the day but hadn''t figured out how to exin the shares.
Marion stepped in, taking the document and grabbing her hand. "The Potter and the Frazier families go way back. Your dads were tight. Gifting shares to the next generation is no big deal. Jordan probably doesn''t even know the details."
"Is that so?" she asked, skeptical.
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