The office was filled with tranquility.
Eve Thompson's gaze glided over that name, and for a moment, she said nothing.
Joey Thompson still sat on the sofa, a picture of genteelness, seeming harmless, but in reality, he was a wolf in sheep's clothing.
Eve Thompson let out a scornful laugh, stepped forward, and approached Jonas Thompson's desk, her eyes falling on the document on the table. She spoke up, "Well, what do we have here? What are you doing, my dear daddy?"
After finishing, she casually reached for the document.
Jonas Thompson seemed somewhat guilty and quickly tried to pull the document away, but he only managed to grasp one, leaving another falling into Eve Thompson's hands.
She lightly tapped the chair beside her with her toe, pulled it over, then straddled it, resting her chin on the chair's backrest, wrapped her hands around the chair, and opened the share transfer agreement.
