"Isn't this quite good?" Benjamin Walton said with a smile, "If Mason Wilson hadn't left the Wilson Clan, we wouldn't have this opportunity. No matter how you look at it, I have to thank Old Mrs. Wilson for her great decision."
"Dad, you made a small mistake just now," Benjamin Walton reminded.
"What?" Old Mr. Walton asked, puzzled.
"Old Mrs. Wilson not only raised a good son, but also an excellent daughter." Benjamin Walton's words made Old Mr. Walton pause for a moment before bursting into laughter, nodding repeatedly, "Exactly, exactly... this daughter is much better than the son."
"And, Emerie is planning to transfer her shares to me," Benjamin Walton said proudly.
Old Mr. Walton didn't expect it to go so smoothly: "Why did she suddenly think of transferring the shares to you?"
