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Chapter 114 The next day, Klein noticed Whitney was looking at him funny. "Is there something on my face?" he asked. "No," she said. Whitney took a bite of her toast and asked hesitantly, "Klein, how often do you get a check-up?" Klein was even more puzzled. "I get a full physical every year. Don't worry, I'm in great shape." he said confidently. "Okay," Klein nodded. Whitney mulled it over, but figured it was better not to mention it. If she brought it up the wrong way, it might bruise his ego, and that would be too bad.

"Dad said we're meeting at the Royal Crest Club tonight to finalize the wedding details. Are you going to invite your father to join us?" Klein asked. Whitney nodded and said. "Sure, I'll call him later." Honestly, she didn't really care if Samuel showed up at her wedding or not. Most girls might look forward to their father giving them away at the wedding, but Whitney had given up expecting anything from Samuel a long time ago. Klein noticed she didn't want to talk about Samuel, so he let it go. That evening, they showed up at the Royal Crest Club's exclusive VIP suite.

Whitney and Klein arrived together. Samuel came in right on their heels. "Whit, you barely gave me any heads-up. I didn't even have time to get ready." he said with a chuckle. He lugged in a few paintings and antiques, shooting Klein a flattering look. "Just a little something for your father." he said. Klein glanced at them calmly and said, "Thanks, Mr. Moore. Just leave them over there." Samuel felt a bit embarrassed by Klein's cold shoulder, but he didn't dare get upset. Klein was the one calling the shots here. Less than five minutes later, James arrived, and everyone was finally here.

James glanced at Samuel, feeling just how much things had changed. Last time they sat down together, they 69 Chapter 114 E55 vouchers were discussing Whitney and Carter's wedding. Now, not long after, Whitney was marrying his son. He stopped looking at Samuel and instead gave Whitney a warm, grandfatherly smile. "Whit, it's only been a few days, but you look even skinnier." he said. "You young people are always talking about dieting, but you still need to eat properly!" Whitney smiled and said, "Thanks, Grandpa James. I will." "Hey, don't call me Grandpa anymore.

Now that you and Klein are married, you should start calling me Dad!" Whitney looked at James, and somehow found it hard to call him Dad. Klein caught the awkward look on her face and said lightly, "Dad, have you given Whit a bridal gift yet? She won't call you Dad until you show her how important she is." I've seen people throw shade before, but never at their own father!' James thought bitterly. James shot Klein a glare. Still, he pulled out a share transfer agreement with real sincerity and said, "This is 5% of Harris Group's shares, Whit.

If you're cool with it, take it as your wedding gift." Klein owned two-thirds of Harris Group, while the remaining third was split between James and his eldest son George. "Oh, thank you! How could we ever turn that down?" Samuel jumped in right away. 'Are you kidding me? Even just 5% of Harris Group's shares could buy out AetherTech twice over!' Samuel thought, practically drooling at the thought. Whitney shot her father a look of annoyance for being so eager, and then turned to James with a serious expression. "This 5% is just too much. I really can't accept it," she said.

She had never hesitated to scam her deadbeat father out of his shares, but this was Klein's company. Taking advantage of him just felt a little too shameless. "Just take whatever Dad's giving you! No need to worry about saving him money," Klein said. James was speechless. 'Why does that sound so wrong?' he wondered. Whitney figured she could just accept it now and hand it over to Klein later. She flashed a sweet smile and said, "Thanks, Dad!" "Good girl!" James said, grinning. 'Finally got her to call me Dad. At least those shares paid off, he thought. "No need to be so polite, sweetheart.

Half of my shares are yours anyway," Klein said. 14:38 Wed, Dec 24 Chapter 114 James almost had a heart attack right then and there. He said hesitantly, "Klein, you..." : 69 55 vouchers "Dad, what's the problem? Isn't it totally normal for a husband and his wife to split everything fifty-fifty?" Klein said with a straight face. "Don't worry, Dad. We're not getting divorced. And if we ever do, that's on me. I'll take responsibility and pay for my own mistakes!" Klein added. James had mixed feelings.

'My son's either totally clueless, or when he finally gets it, he goes way overboard, he thought. He forced a smile and said, "That's great. Really great." Since the company was already in Klein's hands, James might as well let him do as he pleased. He couldn't be bothered to interfere anymore. Whitney was taken aback, her hand tugging at Klein's sleeve as if she wanted to say something. Klein, his hand casually resting on the edge of the table, suddenly caught her fingers and, with a gentle pull, wrapped her soft hand completely in his with a triumphant smile.

It felt like he wasn't just holding her hand. He was holding his entire world. Klein's thumb traced lazy circles over the soft skin between her fingers. "Well, Mr. Moore, has this met your expectations?" he asked. The polite, distant way Klein addressed Samuel was a signal. It was Samuel's turn to make a move as the bride's father. The bank card with 1.6 million in the account he'd brought suddenly felt embarrassingly inadequate. "Oh, Klein, I've planning to transfer 10% of AetherTech's shares to Whit. She already owns 25%, so with this, she'll have 35%.

Of course, our shares can't compare to yours, but it's a little something from me," Samuel said. With her shares jumping from 25% to 35%, Whitney instantly became the largest shareholder in AetherTech. Whitney was honestly surprised Samuel would be this generous. She'd been planning to slowly trick him out of those shares later, but it turned out to be way easier than she'd expected. Klein's cool fingertips gently tickled her palm, and Whitney shot him a knowing look. He winked at her, a mischievous glint in his eye. 'Klein did this on purpose!' Whitney thought.

'He knew what I was scheming!' she realized. If there weren't so many people around, Whitney would've grilled him right then and there about how he figured it out. 69 Chapter 114 55 vouchers The rest of the dinner was pretty chill, and they penciled in the wedding for the end of the month. All the wedding planning was left up to the couple, and honestly, they were really on a time crunch. Klein had a few drinks, so Marco came to pick them up. Whitney helped the tipsy Klein into the back seat, and couldn't hold back her curiosity.

"Klein, did you already know I was after my dad's shares?" she asked. "Yeah," Klein murmured, nestling his head into the curve of her neck. His soft hair brushed against her skin as he nodded lazily. "Your dad's always had his favorites, and he's never treated you the way you deserve. I know all about it." "Doesn't matter if he's not crazy about you, baby. I am," he said, his voice low and warm. "I love you more than anyone else, ever." Whitney's chest tightened, and she blurted out, "Klein, you're totally drunk right now." Klein, who'd been swaying a bit, suddenly sat up straight.

His chiseled jawline was tinged with a tipsy blush, softening his usual edge. "I'm not drunk!" he insisted, sounding almost offended. "Because you're worth it," he murmured, voice low and sincere. Whitney's eyes suddenly burned with a sharp, aching emotion she couldn't even name. She turned her head away. Before she realized it, tears welled up, soaking her lashes. Never in her life had anyone confessed their love for her so honestly, so openly. Klein said softly, "Don't cry." His cool, gentle fingertips carefully wiped away the tears before they could even fall.

Then, he leaned in and kissed her eyes. Klein whispered, "Don't cry. Every time I see you cry, I just can't help wanting to kiss you." Whitney was speechless. 'Honestly, even when I'm not crying, does he ever actually leave me alone?' Whitney thought to herself. AD Comment Send gift No Ads 69 Dex Morgan Dex Morgan works to elevate each story with clean writing, emotional balance, and thoughtful flow for readers.