My American magical life
Chapter 627 - 627 106 Choices_2_4

627: Chapter 106: Choices_2_4 627: Chapter 106: Choices_2_4 Mi’er wasn’t.

Her hardness was a protective shell for her cowardice and insecurity.

What does a true hero, a true strong person, look like?

Watch how they choose, only watch them at the most critical moment of decision!

Turn the pages of history, countless so-called great leaders and ministers abound, fleeting talents like crucians across the river, but at the moment of real choice, the gap appears.

The so-called decisiveness, bravery, and spirit, in the end, are just a matter of choice.

Heroes, intelligent people, wise masters can all see the situation clearly, but there are always those who go against the current, and only then can they become truly great.

CEO Cheng chose to move forward, Mi’er chose…

“I don’t want to speak another word with Achilles, Dad, forget about the family council.

I’ll join after Achilles is dead.

Of course, I will always carry the Caramakris name, rest assured.”

Temir visibly slumped, her body still sitting across from Antony, but her heart inexplicably felt a weariness.

She killed herself.

She killed the angry herself from her teens, the self who promised in front of her grandfather at seven or eight to become a ‘big shot’, the proud self of her rebellious years.

CEO Cheng killed his naivety and delusions, choosing to advance relentlessly.

Temir killed her perseverance and delusions, choosing the steady mediocrity.

Standing up to leave, Temir didn’t shed tears, for her tears were only shed for greatness.

The black-haired rich lady thought of CEO Cheng.

Seeing Temir ready to leave, Antony said.

“Mi’er, you’ve grown up, you won’t make me worry, right?”

He knew that Mi’er couldn’t accept the current state of losing her eligibility to compete for the family inheritance, he understood Temir, so he only gave her this gentle reminder.

“When will the integration of the Africa Group be complete?

Can you give me a timeframe?

I’d like to go to Africa sooner.”

“Within half a month, at most a month.

The change in shareholding is simple, but personnel changes are a bit more troublesome.

I will help you sort it out clearly, child.”

“I’m heading back to California first, Dad, remember to get your regular checkups, and arrange a few more bodyguards for yourself.

Your beloved son is a real cutthroat.”

“Temir!”

“Enough, Dad.

The Caramakris family has no affection, so stop pretending to be a loving or strict father.

Have you ever been my father?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You say I can tell the chef what I want to eat.

So, Dad, do you know what I like to eat?”

“Of course, lemon honey chicken, you’ve liked it since you were a child.”

“That’s Achilles’ favorite, but you think all of us kids like it.

Antony, you’ve never been a father, just the owner of a breeding farm.

The failed pigs are shipped out of the family, I and Achilles are successful.

You favor him, but what about me?

I’m going to Africa, where am I worse than him?

Because I’m a woman?

Because I’m younger?”

“Bastard!

You…

you bastard!”

“So will you take back the Africa Group you gave me?

I don’t think so.

If you take it back, it means you overstep the rules you value most.

You like to manipulate rules, just like some people enjoy toying with sincerity.

When rules benefit you, you demand everyone to follow them.

When they benefit the family, you start moving around in your wheelchair.

When the rules are slightly against you, you will…”

“Get out!”

“Ha, I look forward to you taking back the ‘important part of human order’ you gave me, haha, Antony, I am very much looking forward to it!”

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“So you gave up that ten billion dollars?”

CEO Cheng was dumbfounded, Temir showed up at his place in the middle of the night, dragged him to the park, only to tell him she was giving up a fortune of ten billion.

Mi’er, you really should get some help!

I may not be a professional psychiatrist, but I can almost confidently diagnose you now—terminal stage!

“Yeah, but it depends on Antony.”

Temir didn’t care about the inheritance; she was more concerned about CEO Cheng’s incredulous dumbass expression right now.

“Look how anxious you are.

It’s just ten billion dollars.

In a couple of years, my OC will have that much.

Why would I want theirs?”

I, the queen, might not outplay Achilles, Antony, but can I not earn ten billion dollars?

That’s laughable!

If I, Temir, can’t even become a billionaire, then what’s the point of living?

“You’re right, but it’s ten billion dollars…”

CEO Cheng knew of the might of the Caramakris family, but only now did he truly feel its oppressive wealth—just the Africa assets alone amounted to billions.

It was outrageous.

Temir covered her mouth and giggled.

“Look at you, acting all small-time, Chan.

Ten billion dollars is just the price for a couple of mines, and it’s not all from mines; cashing out might only net a few billion.

OC is worth billions soon, too.

You’re so short-sighted; I’m a bit disdainful of you.”

CEO Cheng gestured for Danze, who was pretending to yawn, to stand further away and pulled Mi’er aside to ask.

“What exactly is going on?

Tell me the details.”

The black-haired rich lady sighed.

She came back to Saint Rodu to confide in and rely on CEO Cheng, and now that he wanted to listen, she was of course willing to pour her heart out.

So, Temir began from the beginning.

“So, your father’s condition is?”

“Paralysis caused by cancer, he can move only his hands, the lower half of his body is completely immobile, but this old man can still get it up, needing call girls to service him every now and then!”

Antony Caramakris, although he is Mi’er’s father, from the perspective of another man, CEO Cheng sincerely thought he was formidable.