My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 343

She open the folder, and lines of black text on white paper came into her view.

"Equity Transfer Agreement?"

"The equity seller is a current shareholders of The Martinez Group, holding 15%, 12%, 30% of..."

Below, the dense of numbers and signatures of the shareholders added up to exactly 100%, with 53 people in total. Xanthea was stunned. Did this mean he had acquired the entire Martinez Group and become the sole proprietor?

She looked up at him in disbelief.

Orion's eyes twinkled with a smile. "Is this good news, then?"

"Orion, why did you?"

"He used Xannie. He should be punished." Orion said, gently caressing her curly hair, his tone tender and affectionate. "You've been business partners for years, with complex interests intertwined. Matthew's scandal will inevitably impact the Nightshade Group. Acquisition is the best move. Your parents will also be pleased with this gift."

"You're giving it to my parents? No, that's too valuable!"

"No matter how valuable, it’s not more valuable their daughter."

Xanthea looked at him, her amber eyes shimmering with tears, touched and pained at the same time.

It turned out that he had been up all night and busy all day, with no time to even take a call, was all for this acquisition.

All to help vent her anger and to make her parents pleased.

Xanthea's eyes welled up, on the verge of tears.

"What's wrong, honey?"

Orion frowned, cupping her face.

Xanthea’s voice was choked with sobs, "You, you didn’t sleep at all and spent the whole day working on this? If you wanted to acquire the Martinez Group, you could've done it slowly; why such a haste?"

"In a hurry to win you over."

"But I'm already yours!"

Xanthea tiptoed to kiss him. Orion’s eyes flashed with surprise, and he held her head to deepen the kiss.

But she pulled away after a brief moment, tugging at his tie angrily. "Orion, I'm warning you, don’t ever make decisions without telling me again, and don’t work day and night like this anymore!"

"I don't need such gifts, and I don't want to see you exhausting yourself! You think you’re young, always wearing yourself out now. You’ll regret it when you're old."

"How should I make it up?"

"With you."

"Ah."

The next moment, a blushing Xanthea was carried to the lakeside.

The cool moonlight and gentle breeze rustled the soft willow branches by the lake. The scattered light fell on the entwined lovers.

Xanthea was pressed against the lakeside railing, and was forced to endure Orion's intense and passionate kisses. Her delicate cheeks gradually took on a rosy hue, her breathing becoming frantic and erratic from the lack of air.

After a long while, her lips, swollen from his fervent kisses, seemed about to bleed. Yet, the man didn't relent, his lips trailing down her slender, swan-like neck.

"Orion, please."

Xanthea's beautiful face tilted back in unbearable pleasure, her fingers gently threading through the man's short hair at her chest.

Under the clear moonlight, her red lips parted slightly, and her eyes were filled with seductive allure, like a mesmerizing siren that steals souls of men.