A Nobody to a Trillionaire: The $100 Trillion Vault Changed Everything Chapter 32: The Aston Haven

The next Monday, Kieran did attend the stockholder’s eting. As expected, the woman was as composed as ever with her fake liveliness. Not as though she had just ruined the life of soone else. But Kieran didn’t show any hard feelings either. He just did what Gregory had told him to do over the call after they left Aria’s funeral.

The man talked about the issue of the sudden rise in the empire’s market capitalisation. And laid emphasis on the sa effect as Amanda did at the previous eting. So, he advised Kieran not to hold back in doing what was necessary.

Most of the shareholders were on Mrs Jackson’s side; that was undeniable, but still, Kieran remains the leader of them all. So, whatever favouritism they might contain in their hearts, his voice was final.

So, on the eting day, he walked confidently inside and without even heading over to his seat, he made the announcent. With Jaxon’s ever-efficient live cara rolling on one side, and Amanda shifting slides on the lit walls to match what he was saying, he proclaid that part of Mrs Jackson’s shares would be frozen.

The percentage to be liquefied was yet uncertain, but whichever amount is left for her to remain a shareholder in the empire, it would be such that it won’t make the consurs think too highly of them.

People tried to argue with him, but instead of just commanding the process like a typical monopolistic CEO, he gave them a choice...

"So of you who have respect left for Mrs Jackson can keep on doing that. So, to prevent part of her 20% shares from being watered down into the empire’s shares reserve, you can give up your own stocks instead.

Thus, she gets to keep all of hers and yours are frozen. Besides, neutralising the shares in the first place wasn’t for hate of the owner, but just because it destabilises the system over the quantity of it. So, step forward if you want to go down in her stead..."

Every one of them knew he was right in a sense, that they were freezing the stocks because of the overwhelming quantity, but... who wants to go bankrupt?

The mont their active shares are removed, they either stop making profits from the empire or the amount reduces. And such things are the quickest way to bankruptcy.

No one stepped forward, and so, 11% of Mrs Jackson’s shares were held in reserve.

After the eting ended, Kieran crossed paths with the woman outside. He expected that too.

She had smirked and said, "That was incredible, Mr Holland. You’re finally breaking out of the shell and..."

"Mrs Jackson," Kieran had cut in. Then he paced closer to her. He leaned in, whispering, "Don’t get wrong today – I froze your shares just for the empire’s sake, but from now on, know I am watching you closely. I will, by myself, gather evidence to prove your dirty acts and bring you down for prosecution. You always like to play gas, don’t you?"

Mrs Jackson chuckled. And she leaned in too, whispering back, "What’s this, Mr Holland? I feel scared." Then, smirking one more ti, she declared, "I will be looking forward to that. If at the end of it, I really get prosecuted, your father is coming along too. And all he has ever acquired – money, islands, companies, and all of it – goes to the governnt. No more the wealthy Hollands, then."

"That... a threat? Eh... don’t make laugh," Kieran scoffed. "Bring it on. I’m sick and tired of the money to begin with. So, you would literally be doing a favour... Mrs Jackson."

Kieran then leaned back, and with a lasting grin, he walked past her. Jaxon paced closer to him with questions, while Amanda made a call.

As the person picked up, she said, "Stay at the restaurant. He’ll soon co to et you guys there."

She walked closer to Kieran as well and whispered to him. He nodded in understanding.

Mrs Jackson sighed, watching Kieran walk away. She shook her head. "Tsk, tsk... what a poor kid. He has no idea what he’s stepping into. He had better not, though."

As she moved on with her bodyguards and assistant, who literally was the nurse from the hospital back then – the one that pushed her around in a wheelchair – stepped closer.

She reported, "The guys said the security around Zyn has got tight. Cars park next to hers wherever she goes, without her knowledge, so they’re guarding her in silence. Or perhaps, it’s other people who want to get back at Kieran Holland through her."

Mrs Jackson nodded her head. "No, they’re Kieran’s n. The relationship between her and that boy is sohow weak, but he still cares for her... So, he looks after her now that he knows we can track her down any ti."

The P.A. sighed out loud. "Ah... beats why you let him know about that in the first place. No one would have noticed if you hadn’t, so abducting her would have been more fun."

"Well, you’re right in a sense," the woman agreed. "But also, knowing we can get his friend anyti makes him more aware of our actions and has so anxiety in store. It’s crucial to cause him to chicken out at tis, even if he appears all that confident now."

The P.A. nodded. At that mont, the automatic door of the lounge opened and they stepped out towards their waiting car. That was the sa ti Kieran’s escorts filled up in the limo too, and the last one about to get in was... Jaxon Austin.

Kieran Holland’s a reporter, and as the news says, his second childhood friend.

She grinned. And glanced at the old woman. "Well, if you fancy making him chicken out over friendship, then soone might be down on the list as well."

"Who?"

She tilted her head towards the limo.

The woman saw Jaxon get in, a slight smile playing around her lips. "Oh, is that so?"

Her P.A. bowed slightly, smiling.

***

Soon afterwards, the limo brought Kieran and others into the parking lot of a building in the western part of the city. He went into the next elevator with Jaxon and Amanda, to the top floor of the towering skyscraper.

They soon stepped through the subsequent aluminium door, bringing them to a wide restaurant space where different couches and tables spread out. All were vacant but one in the distance, where the two ladies sat apart from each other – Tiffany and Eve.

One of the restaurant staff bowed as the trio stepped in. "Welco to the Axton Haven!"

As they stepped closer, Amanda told her, "Make sure nobody else cos in. And all the CCTVs off, please."

"We have had that done already, Miss Williams."

"Excellent," Amanda comnded before assuring Kieran that everything was set.

Kieran and Jaxon went over to join the two ladies. They then sat on the opposite blue couch, with a sturdy crystalline table between them.

Kieran handshook both of them, and Jaxon only waved.

But Jaxon couldn’t stop talking about the beautiful view from up here. The walls were of curved glass, such that one could see the city view from inside. What else is there to expect from a five-star restaurant?

.... In a mont, Amanda appeared closer. Tiffany and Eve looked up at her as she began,

"Mr Holland is here for you both. He thinks... the guys who killed your friend..."

They swallowed.

"... might soon co for you too."

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