Sophia looked extremely embarrassed. Her Nicole and Vivian were only a year apart and had not even entered the company gate while the old man was still alive.

But Vivian, a young girl, has been the company's general manager for two years.

But... There was a glimmer of victory in Sophia's eyes and brows. Now the sky of the House of Johnson Group has changed.

Sure enough.

"Just a general manager, you don't have to go to the company tomorrow." John panted, his eldest daughter never gave him any peace of mind, either at home or in the office.

However, the expected crying and pleading did not happen. All John saw was Vivian's back, and he felt dizzy.

Damn it!

"John!" Sophia, terrified, rushed over to support John, and Nicole seized the opportunity to shout, "Vivian, why did you make Dad so angry? Can't you say something properly?"

Vivian, who had reached the corner of the staircase, looked back at the yelling Nicole, her eyes icy cold.

"Then you good daughter, take care of your kind father right away. Don't keep whining here. It's so annoying!" "

Just as Sophia and Nicole were frantically directing the servants to help John onto the sofa, John's phone rang.

John struggled to open his eyes. It was Sean, the second largest shareholder in the company after him!

"Sean, what's the matter?" Even though he thought he had the final say in the company, John had to show some respect to the company shareholder.

"President, I heard you're going to cut Manager Vivian's position? Do you know how important the big projects she's in charge of are to the company? If she's gone, who else can take on the responsibility?"

Old shareholder came up with a scolding, which made John's blood rise and his face turn red. Of course he knew Vivian's ability, so he wanted to kick her out. Otherwise, how could he be the head of the household?

"I'm the president of the company. I've made up my mind about it. Stop talking!"

Hanging up the phone in frustration, John threw the phone to the ground.

He didn't expect Vivian to act so quickly. In just a dozen minutes or so, four or five shareholders of the company came to pressure him one after another.

And that bunch of old men, do they really want to turn things upside down?

Even though he had never liked this eldest daughter, he had to admit at this moment that she did inherit the good genes of House of Johnson.

Sophia knew John so well that when she saw a hint of pride in his eyes, she immediately leaned weakly against him:

"John, don't be angry. Vivian is just young and has no intention of challenging you. Otherwise, don't move her position and make the shareholders unhappy."

What does it mean that if you move her, the shareholders will be unhappy? He is the head of the household, the master of the company!

When Sophia said this, John, who had been somewhat hesitant, became even angrier. "To threaten me, she's still a bit naive! Nicole, send that ungrateful girl to my study. I want to have a good talk with her!"

"All right, Dad!"

Vivian was incredulous when she heard John say those words in such a condescending manner.

"What Mom left was supposed to be mine, and you're using this to threaten me?"

John thought Vivian's words were really unpleasant, but he still said with ease:

"Since you still don't want to, then Sophia is your mother, and it's only right that she inherits those things."

He was certain that his good daughter would bow to the dead things.

Indeed, Vivian's heart was filled with sadness as she bit her lip and looked at Mr. John.

"Besides my mother's belongings, I'm going to take my grandfather's things with me."

"No problem." As long as he can marry House of Steven, John doesn't care about these little things.

Vivian's fingers clenched tightly in her palm, trying to hold back her impulse, calmly put forward her request:

"You know Raymond's reputation, I still want 50 million as dowry."

John's eyes widened as he took a deep breath, and Vivian's exhalation nearly knocked him down with a pen holder.

"You know the company's cash flow is broken now. How could I move such a large sum of money to you?"

He slapped the table hard. "Vivian, don't be too greedy!"

It was this reaction that gave Vivian more confidence. She saw that John was determined to get married, and with a red lip, she became even more arrogant.

"If Mr. John doesn't want to, let your good Nicole marry him."

"Vivian sneered with her arms crossed over her chest, knowing Mr. John better than anyone else. Weighing the pros and cons was what he was best at.

Over all these years, he owes her more than 50 million.

Hearing Vivian say this, John thought her ultimate aim was to get him to give up. He looked up at Vivian, and a trace of guilt flashed through his heart.

He knew that marrying Vivian to Raymond was pushing her into a fire pit, but Nicole was so well-behaved and obedient.

It would be best to marry an old friend, but marrying a man like Raymond would be a waste!

So Vivian had to sacrifice...

John closed his eyes and thought for a moment, "As long as you get married, I will give you everything I should give you. After all, you are my daughter. Also, don't go to the company these two days. Just stay at home and get married. Go out.

John, with a sullen face, impatiently waved his hand at Vivian to send her out, looking like a beggar.

Vivian was taken aback by her "high price", and she didn't expect John to agree without bargaining at all.

It seems... He could get more from Raymond!

Seeing her standing there for a long time without leaving, John thought she was worried that he was deceiving her. He said coldly, "Under the current situation of the company, giving you 50 million is already the limit." I'm doing what your grandpa said before he left. Don't forget that you promised House of Steven to help the company..."

Vivian put away her surprise and sneered, "Mr. John, unlike you, I have a minimum line for a person. Besides, do you think you deserve to mention grandpa?"

While his grandfather was alive, John was preoccupied with the business of the company and spent his leisure time indulging in pleasures. How could he fulfill his duty as a son?

Not to mention his eldest daughter.

It would be a lie to say she wasn't sad. How could the person in front of her look like her own father?

I'm afraid he has cared more about his children than him has over the years.

Vivian's pale brown eyes dimmed, but soon returned to their usual look.

She may not get much love, but she must not lose her self-respect!

"Are you talking to me like this? It's just like your mother!"

John, in a fit of rage, slammed the table.

"Yeah, my mother can't compare to some of the misbehaving women! Nicole is only ten months younger than me!"

Vivian gritted her teeth and the cold words came out of her mouth.

A cloud of sadness hung over her bright eyes.

She clenched her hands, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Vivian glared angrily at her good father, with a look of stubbornness and wariness.

"Get out!"

This father and daughter, who are the least like father and daughter in the world, also parted on bad terms in their last private conversation...