The President’s Five Children

Mrs. Robertson finished her instructions and purposely took the three little ones around the back door and into the yard, hiding them behind a makeshift stage.

He was delayed a little bit, and was also tired and sweating, looking more than a little wretched.

When they came out from behind the platform just now, they were bumped right into by the previous person.

“Auntie,” the man stepped forward to assist Mrs. Robertson, “what’s the matter with you, you’re so tired, if there’s anything you want me to do just let me do it.”

“Nothing, just taking care of an announcement to be made later.” Mrs. Robertson waved her hand.

Hearing this, the man subconsciously glanced behind Mrs. Robertson.

Right at the edge of the stage, he saw a sealed up kraft paper bag, immediately as if it contained something unimaginable.

His eyes immediately became deep, hooked the corner of his lips, his tone became more and more attentive, “Auntie, in the future, if you have these things to hand over to me, I’m your own nephew, absolutely trustworthy, and ah, I’m definitely on your side.”

“Really?” Mrs. Robertson was half-convinced.

The man patted his chest loudly, “Of course it’s true, you think about it ah aunt, I’m not even the Robertson family side of the people, I names Epote, is and your head ah, we are a real family!”

Epote, Mrs. Robertson’s real last name.

And over the years, Gota Epote had no less dealings with the Robertson family, even added to the family, marrying her daughter to a distant relative of the Robertson family, so when the people of the Robertson family were invited over today, Gota would follow her own daughter along.

Now that I look at it, Gota is indeed the only one in this the Robertson’s Residence who has the same surname as her.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Robertson’s expression became serious for a few moments, “That’s just right, in a while, you help me pass that kraft paper bag, remember to keep it safe for me, don’t let anyone read the content inside, or else I won’t have any surprises when I go on stage.”

“Auntie, you can rest assured that I’ll do my job!”

Gota said, the ass went to take that kraft paper bag in his hand, and also weighed the contents with his hand, and after determining that the contents were really paper-based things, his mood had been so cool that it flew up.

Sure enough, things were not any different from what he had thought.

Mrs. Robertson’s luncheon today was intended to announce the company and the shares.

Seeing that Mrs. Robertson trusted herself so much, the shares that she could get by then would definitely be quite a lot.

Thinking about it, I was still a little bit uneasy and tried to open it.

Before I had time to do it, I noticed other people out of the corner of my eye and held back.

If I open it now, it is possible that someone will find it and tell Mrs. Robertson.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

What if Mrs. Robertson backed out and changed the terms and conditions?

A little impatience can lead to a big plan!

Taking a deep breath, Gota held the bag carefully again.

At this time, Mrs. Robertson saw that the people had almost arrived, so she winked at the servants, and the originally melodious piano music suddenly became exciting, instantly attracting the attention of all the people.

When the piano music reached its most intense point, it came to an abrupt end, and Mrs. Robertson slowly appeared on the stage in front of the crowd.

“Gentlemen, thank you so much for coming to the luncheon I’ve organized, and I’ve invited you all here today because I have an important announcement to make.” Mrs. Robertson said with a big smile.

The crowd looked forward with eager anticipation, their eyes filled with curiosity and inquiry, “What kind of important matter is it that you have to specially organize a luncheon to say?”

“Naturally, it’s something that concerns the future direction of the Robertson family, and even the future of the company!”