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... h a hurry to push me off the stage?" Oliver Shaw spoke first, his hands resting on the armrests of the executive chair, his eyes slightly narrowed as he looked at his son.
"Dad, the way you say it sounds so unpleasant," Felix Shaw leisurely fiddled with his stock certificate documents, picking them up and putting them back on the desk repeatedly, his seemingly amused expression was quite irritating.
"I’m not trying to push you off the stage. You said you’re at the age to hold gra ...
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