She snorted and asked the nurse to push her into the room.
Sure enough, there was a lawyer sitting in the living room.
Seeing Monique and Henry entering the door, he nodded at them.
Henry had not spoken since just now.
"Zoila, according to Old Madam Moore's idea, from the day she died, the current legal representative of the company, Mrs. Monique, you need to pay 5% of the dividends of the shares of the company until you die."
The lawyer took out her grandmother's will and the agreement she had signed with Monique.
Five percent of the shares' dividends were nearly five million a month.
Even if Zoila no longer operated the company, it was enough for her and her child to spend their daily expenses.
It could be said that her grandmother had put in a lot of effort in order to give Zoila a stable life.
She had thought that Zoila had finally gotten what she wanted.
She should sign it happily and then take the money to leave.
Unexpectedly, Zoila became angry on the spot. "Monthly? You will pay me every month? Shouldn't you give me one year's money at once?"
Zoila was in dire need of money, and five million dollars couldn't solve her current problem at all.
" Dividends refer to the profits earned by the company after a natural year of operation, which are distributed according to the proportion of shares in the hands of share holders."
"It's only been half this year. Why do you think we will give you all the dividends from now to the end of the year?"
It was Henry who spoke.
He sat on the sofa, crossed his hands on his knees, and leaned forward slightly, giving off an invisible pressure.
"Since you will give it to me sooner or later, why can't you give it to me in advance? Tell me, why?"
Zoila didn't dare to confront Henry, so she could only turn her head to question the lawyer.
"If the company loses money in the second half of the year, will you return the dividends you took?"
Before the lawyer could speak, Henry spoke again.
"..." Of course not!
Although Zoila didn't say it out loud, she could tell from her expression.
"Go ahead!" Zoila continued to ask the lawyer.
She knew that if she would not make it clear today, she would no longer have the initiative in the future.
"In principle, you must get dividends every month according to the will.
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