It wasn't that Secretary Zhou was timid, but the things written on it were simply too shocking.
Secretary Zhou's face was deathly pale, and his body kept shaking.
He wanted to stand up. How could he sit in young master ya's seat?
However, his legs were weak and he couldn't use any strength.
he wanted to pick up the scattered documents on the table, but his hands were trembling and he could not control himself.
Secretary Zhou was so anxious that his head was covered in cold sweat. He was afraid, uneasy, and fearful, and his eyes began to turn red.
Those few thin pages were not documents. They were clearly a fatal notice of critical illness.
It listed all the assets, shares, companies, real estate, and all the bank deposits under young master ya's name. Everything that young master ya owned was included.
