TINA
“take your time, Miss Fuego.”
The document for the marriage agreement was eleven pages long, which includes provisions such as me carrying the Sy name after marriage, my consent to childbearing, my 35% share of stocks in the company and my share of the company if something unfortunate happens to my spouse.
“35%? Isn’t this supposed to be 50-50 when it’s conjugal property?” – I asked
Atty. Sumayo’s lips turned down into a downward smile.
“hmmm, is that too small for you?”
“No… I’m only asking for clarification.”
“Well, yes… but Mr. Sy should have a bigger share, don’t you think? Given the nature of this transaction?”
I looked up from the paper to see him leaning on the table, resting his chin on his crossed palms. If that was his own idea of tricking people, I feel sorry for him. To me it only looked like a child asking his mother for a piece of tootsie roll.
“Yes, of course. 35%’s generous enough.” – I said, nodding
