The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven)

Chapter 395



"Alilow, you must understand that human nature is always greedy," Zane cald

Willow tilted by head. "Why do you say that?"

"Let me use you as an example," Zane pently pinched her check. "Let's say I give you 200 bucks at pocket money every month, and you can buy whatever you want with no one in the family Interfering" Willow remarked longingle, "Wouldn't that be great?

"Yes," Zane continued, "But what if you want a toy that costs 1,000 bucks, and your money isn't enough? What should you do?

Willow oldn't think of an answe

Zane pressed on. "You, in oily save earn money, but you'd need five months to save all that money. Or, you can work with Penelope to earn more. You promise to give Penelope half of what you can as her salary" Willow seriously counted her fingers, trying to do the math.

Zase watched her chubby little fingers moving back and forth, and he felt his mood unconsciously lift

"In the first month, you earn goo backs and give her 200 bucks. At this point, you'll still be 600 dollars short. In the second month, you eat 800 dollars."

Zane continued, "You can give her 200 dollars and keep 600 dollars for yourself to buy the toy you want. Or, you can give her 400 dollars and keep 400 dollars for yourself. What would you

Willow was very conflicted. "If ghee her goo dollars, then I'll have to wait another month

Zane didn't much her to give him an exact answer. "That's right. Once you're able to overcome greed and properly give others their fair share of money, that's when you'll be a qualified businessperson Willow nodded. "Don't worry, Dad. I'll work hard at it."

Jane looked at her with a pleased expression.

Willow paused for a long time before asking "By the way, Daddy, do I have to be a businessperson in the future??

Zane was caught off guard. He had always hoped to leave the company to Willow and have her inherit it, but he had never really considered whether she even wanted that

„After a long silence, he asked. "You don't want to be a businessperson?"

Willow thought about it seriously. "I don't know either.

The car stopped in front of the kindergarten.

Willow got out of the car, and when she saw Penelope not far away, she immediately ran over to share Zane's story.

Peneloped patiently.

Zachary, who usually walked quickly past Willow, slowed down today as he was inexplicably drawn to what she was paying, He subtly slowed his pace and tried to listen in

Zanent in the car with a serious expression.

Tasked, "What are you thinking about?"

Zane rubbed his brows. "I suddenly realized we were too optimistic before. We kept thinking that once Willow graduated from university, we would hand the company over to her. But we never considered what would happen if she wasn't interested in managing the company"

This was indeed a problem.

hesitated and asked, "Are there any other potential heirs?"

Zane shook his head. "No. There are a lot of children in distant relatives' families, but i in't trust them

"Their relationship with Willow in quite distant. If I really handed the company over to them, what if they weren't willing to give Willow a monthly allowance? What would we do then?" I couldn't help but laugh. "Are you thinking too far ahead?"

"No matter what, I am her father," Zane said calmly. These are things I should consider."

"True." I parted Zane's hand. "But all these thoughts you're having are based on the assumption that she doesn't want to take over the company. But Zane, interest can be cultivated, right?" Cheer Ne

ei sobth. I believe (but one day, she come to love making money."

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The box hand, and Zane's mood ally camed down. "Thank you."

Himmediately, sat down at his desk and began working.

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