Wife is a Lawyer novel Chapter 1196

"Flora, why don't you say something? Don't you scare Daddy."

Robert was genuinely heartbroken for Flora, and squeezed out a hard tear as he watched her lose half her leg.

Heartache to heartache, but it does not mean that he really heartache.

"Isn't it just the loss of a leg? Go back and have someone contact someone to help you make a prosthetic leg, and you'll still be you by then."

Old Mr. Henderson stood by the hospital bed, with his hands behind his back, and spoke solemnly.

Flora, who had been expressionless, moved her eyes, looked at Old Mr. Henderson, and said, "How can I still be me when my legs are gone?"

"Of course it's you. Can't you die without a leg? As long as you live, you have to stand up for me. If you can't stand up, what about Seawares group? Now the company is a mess, you must stand up for me quickly. I give you six months, you must return to the company!"

I don't know if Old Mr. Henderson is hated, or in his eyes is the greatest interest, in any case, looking at Old Mr. Henderson's attitude, seems to be very disappointed in Flora.

"Sorry, can't do it."

Flora spoke coldly.

"What? Can't do it?"

Old Mr. Henderson's voice rose abruptly, "Say that again?"

"I can't even take care of your company when my legs are gone? If it's gone, it's gone, I can't care."

What else could she care about?

If you can't manage yourself, how can you take care of the company?

Pop-!!!

As Flora's words fell, Old Mr. Henderson raised his hand and slapped him, "You useless bastard, do you know what you are talking about? The company is yours, from the moment you were born, it was destined to be yours. If you don't take care of the company, who will?"

The old man slapped Flora's face heavily and unceremoniously, building up enough force to slap her, her cheek turned sideways, her hair drooping messily on her cheek.

Slightly pale face, because of a slap down, but flushed with red, the contrast is more clear and conspicuous.

"Ouch, Dad, let's talk properly, don't you do it."

Robert hurriedly said, "Flora will be fine, and she will take over the company well."

Flora raised her hand to cover her cheek that was flushed with pain, her lips pulled out a sarcastic smile, "So, in Grandpa's heart, the company comes first."

Surprisingly, she just realized that in their eyes, only profit is eternal.

"Nonsense, I worked hard to build that company, it was so hard to get to where it is today, how can I give it up?"

Old Mr. Henderson had a hateful anger.

Flora could never have imagined that the grandfather she revered so much would be so realistic.

"In your mind, am I even better than your company?"

She glared angrily at Old Mr. Henderson and questioned.

Perhaps because of the weakness of the body, even a question seems breathless.

"You are my the Henderson Family, not to mention a broken leg, as long as you are not dead, you can't just sit back and do nothing about the company. What did I work so hard to cultivate you for? It's for you to inherit the company. Otherwise, do you want the company to be given to an outsider just like that?"

When he said 'outsiders' he pointed to Edward sitting on the sofa to the side, with contempt in his heart and eyes.

"Dad, don't be angry either, Flora is in a bad mood, you let her adjust properly. You can't rush things in the company, take your time."

Robert rushed to persuade Old Mr. Henderson.

"You shut up. If it weren't for your mediocre abilities, would I be worrying about the company?"

Old Mr. Henderson became more and more angry.

"Dad, although I have mediocre abilities, I can still continue to be in charge of the company."