Chapter: 65
“Alright, two spots for you guys.
“Hey, I want a share too! You’ve got yourself another three million!”
“Five… five million for me–that’s all my life savings!”
The family started shouting over each other, worried they wouldn’t be able to get at share. It was a perfect example of herd mentality.
“What about you, Dahlia? How many shares would you like to get?” Chris turned to Dahlia.
“I can give you extra from the pot, given our relationship.”
“I…” Dahlia gave it some thought.
She had learned a lot on her way up to where she was today. Naturally, she knew not to make decisions based on personal sentiment.
“Don’t you trust me, Dahlia? I’m offering you a share because you’re important to me. You can say no if you want to–there are loads of other people waiting to get their share.” Chris huffed lightly.
“I didn’t mean it like that. It’s just that I’ll be joining as a shareholder in a company with the Harmons very soon, so I’m being extra careful with how I’m spending my funds, just in case,” she explained.
“How much do you have in hand right now?” Chris asked.
“Not much. So million tops.”
“That’s more than enough! To be frank with you, you don’t need that much to work with the Harmons. Why don’t you consider investing in my company instead? We pay out really solid dividends each year.”
“He’s right, Dahlia. This is a once–in–a–lifetime opportunity!” Florence cried.
“What are you waiting for, sis? You can trust Mr. Nolan. He’s already helped you out so many times!” James added.
“If you believe in me, Dahlia, then invest in my company. But if you don’t, it’s fine too,” Chris finally relented.
“L… Alright then.”
After some hesitation, Dahlia finally nodded. She was only doing this to pay back the favor she owed Chris, and he had insisted so much that it would be disrespectful to reject his offer.
This investment wasn’t a bad idea either.
Just like that, Dahlia’s So million dollars were all promised to Nolan Pharmaceuticals.
“What about you, Dustin? Wanna buy a share?” Chris suddenly asked with a smirk he didn’t bother hiding.
“Oh, and by the way, one million is the minimum investment amount. You can have at go at earning big if you have that much as a starter.”
“Thanks, but no thanks.”
“Heh, I see… Are you not interested? Or… don’t you have that much to spare? How about this: For Dahlia’s sake, I’ll let you have a ten–million share if you can fork out a hundred thousand dollars at least.” Chris grinned.
Dustin replied nonchalantly, “No, thank you. I have no interest in a company that’s on the verge of packing it up.”