Begging For A Reconciliation

Chapter 205

"Aren't you Ms. White?" Molly abruptly changed the subject to Leah.

Leah's heart was filled with a foreboding feeling.

Sure enough, Molly next grabbed Han's arm and said, with a playful smile. "Do you remember her. Han? Ian had previously abandoned her at the engagement banquet. She was later let go by our company as well."

Finally. Han's eyes landed on Leah, but he quickly averted them in abhor, muttering. "I don't remember."

Molly had been watching Han's response closely.

Finally, a triumphant smile broke out on Leah's face as she realized he was staring at her with nothing but revulsion and no other feelings.

Leah was now officially hated by Han!

"It's a good thing you don't remember. We don't need to keep in mind inconsequential people," chuckled Molly as she made provocative eye contact with Leah.

Leah, on the other hand, had already averted her gaze.

She didn't give a damn what Han said or did. She only had to be concealed about—

"It doesn't matter if you don't remember me, but don't forget that you still owe me 1.6 billion," Leah replied without making a face.

Molly's smile froze at the comer of her mouth, and she glared at Leah, snarling, "You're such a gold digger!"

Ron had initially intended to intervene and defend Leah, but after hearing her mention "1.6 billion," he became curious and enquired, "What is the tiling I'm hearing about 1.6 billion?"

Leah started to speak when she noticed Ian holding Sasha's hand and that they had moved to the side of the stage.

The surrounding lights dimmed abruptly, and the noisy environment became silent.

Leah had no choice but to swallow the words she was about to say.

"Everyone, today is my mother's birthday banquet, and I'd like to take tliis opportunity to make two announcements." Ian said through the microphone, his voice as warm as it had always been.

People at the banquet began to speculate about what the announcements could be given that they had to be made in such a grandiose fashion.

"The first announcement is that I have decided to get engaged to tliis woman beside me, Ms. Sasha White," Ian said with a small smile while holding Sasha's hand.

Ian's words rippled through the crowd like a skipping stone.

Everyone was startled, and they all unconsciously turned to look at Leah.

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So many people had attended their engagement banquet at the time, and so many had wished them well.

The blessings now appeared to have stayed with him, but the person who had taken her place next to him was Sasha instead!

How ironic!

Even the guests in the room were unsure how to respond to the news, let alone Leah.

Although she had already known in her heart, hearing Ian personally aimounce it was a different stoiy.

Leah was still holding the glass of wine and smiling awkwardly. However, Leah was unsure how to respond to the sympathetic and intrigued looks directed at her.

Ron took her hand and whispered, "Don't be afraid. You still have me. I will keep you safe."

Leah raised her head and gave him a weak smile.

She'd heard that from far too many people in tliis world.

They all eventually left her, one by one. A man's mind could change so quickly.

"Tsk tsk tsk! It's quite ironic. The older brother broke off the engagement with his fiancee only to get engaged to her younger sister, and the younger brother is now consoling her." Molly said at Leah's ears, her voice seeming to have a way undertone. "The relationships are so messed up."

Leah ignored her, but she knew what she said was correct.

It was very ironic indeed.

Everyone's expressions were stiff except Mrs. Sanders, who managed to keep a forced smile on her face.

Sasha was the only person in the room who wore a smile on her face. She looked at Ian joyfully as if he was fated to be her forever.

In the end. Ian was still hers.

"And what about the other tiling?" A guest from the audience asked.

It wouldn't matter if Ian announced something shocking later since nothing could shock them anymore after the earlier announcement.

Ian was still smiling, but his voice had taken on a serious tone. "The second announcement is that I have decided to split up Wliite Group. I will return Ms. White's company shares to her. In terms of my stake—"

Ian looked at Ron. who was standing a distance away. His eyes showed a range of conflicted emotions as he said, "As for my shares, I will transfer them to my younger brother, Ron Sanders."

Mis. Sanders let out a scream as soon as he finished speaking.

"What are you on about. Ian? Come on down right away!" Mrs. Sanders' face sank as she reprimanded Ian, finding it impossible to maintain a smile.

Ian shook his head, sighed, and said, "Mom, I'm not pulling your leg. I've already drawn up the equity transfer agreement, and after the banquet, I'll give Ian my stake in Wliite Group, and Sarah will become the company's new boss."

"Stop talking!" Mis. Sanders was enraged. She stormed onto the stage, snatched the microphone from his grasp, and threw it to the ground.

"I've been with your dad for so long, and I've been holding back my rage and voice all for you to successfully inherit Sanders' family business. Ron is just a bastard. He is proof of your father's wrongdoing toward us. What gives you the right to hand over something I've worked so hard to safeguard for you?!" Mis. Sanders chided Ian while pointing at his nose.

Her words were hard to swallow. Leah was the closest to Ron. She noticed he was gradually clenching both hands, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

For the first time. Ron did not refute Mis. Sanders. Instead, he yelled at Ian. "I don't need your stupid company's shares!"

Ian continued to have a helpless look on his face.

He handled the circumstance calmly as though he had anticipated it. He said. "Mom, Ron, I've made up my mind. You also know that I did not intend to inherit the company. It's an interest in medicine that I have. Now that Ron has returned, I can hand over the company to him and finally pursue my interests."

Mis. Sanders' chest heaved vociferously as she cried, "No way! The company cannot be handed over to an outsider!"

However, Ian's demeanor was firm. "The company is mine. I have the authority to make decisions."

Doubts began to surface in Leah's heart as she observed the mother and son engaged in a face-off across from one another.

Ian was not the type to go against Mis. Sanders in tliis manner. On the contrary, he wras extremely filial and sympathetic to Mrs. Sanders's hardships.

However, tliis time he stated that he would have the shares transferred regardless.

Instead, it made Leah recall how Ian had sometimes seemed a little off.

Upon hearing Ian's words, the whites of Mrs. Sanders' eyes rolled back, and she fainted before she could return a vehement response.