"Sell the shares?"
Carson Flores turned his head in surprise, "You've been desperately guarding the business your father left behind, sparing no effort and cost. Why are you suddenly talking about selling? Are you willing to let go?"
Mary Jimenez sighed, "I just realized something. My persistence isn't wrong, but if I keep this up, I'll face even more targeted threats. I won't just be harming myself but others around me too."
A flicker of fear crossed Mary Jimenez's eyes, "If it weren't for your remarkable abilities today, not only would I have sold my shares for cheap, I would have faced misfortune—and possibly even implicated you. This has happened twice already. If I continue, there will be a third time, a fourth time…"
