Chapter 673 Exploited By My Father

• Isabelle trembled more severely. Even her lips shook as she hugged herself tightly and curled up on her chair, close to a breakdown. She muttered, “I... I... It's too horrifying, no... I don't want...”
• “Mom! Mom!” I held my mom's shaking hands, calling her name. I was more and more mystified. What's going on?
• Isabelle got over her meltdown when my calls got through to her. She looked at me steadily and then, after a while, she stopped trembling, took a deep breath, and said, “I, Isabelle Anderson, as a shareholder of Goldstein Corporation, declare again that I vote for Lucas Goldstein without a doubt.”