Genius Children: Between Hate and Miss
Share of Company Shares

In a luxurious palace-like mansion in a fairyland, a middle-aged man stood by the window. He noticed a sparrow who happened to stop by in his backyard. The man's eyes were blank as if he was thinking of something.

"Sir Jonathan, may I come in?" A formally dressed young man knocked on the door leaf that was not tightly closed. He rushed to meet Jonathan after getting an order from the owner of V Pramono Group.

Jonathan was a little surprised when he heard the voice of Xander's assistant baritone. However, it can easily control itself. "Sit down!" he told Ibrahim. Without wasting any time the young man sat across from his seat of pride Jonathan.

"Do you know my intention and purpose for asking you to come here?" Jonathan's question was only answered by Xander's assistant. He did not understand why the big boss, (the name of the company employees to Jonathan) asked him to come to the residence of Vincent Pramono.

The tall-looking man let out a rough sigh before continuing his words. "I asked you to come here to take care of my share-offering papers on behalf of Arsenio. He is my grandson and legally entitled to receive a few percent of the company's shares. Although the marriage of Tania and my foolish son is over, the genius boy is entitled to a share of V Pramono Group."

"I know Tania is a strong, strong and independent woman, able to meet Arsenio's needs. However, as a Grandfather, I cannot allow my granddaughter's future to be bleak due to the limitations of school fees. You know for yourself these days anything is expensive. Especially in a big city like Jakarta. So, I want to anticipate it all before it's too late."

"More in Arsenio flowed my blood as well. That means I deserve to give my own granddaughter a decent life." Jonathan looked up his head, staring fixedly at his interlocutor across. "You think, how? Is my decision right?"

Ibrahim was silent for a moment. Sort and choose the right sentences to convey to Jonathan. Do not let his tongue speak wrong and say something that is contrary to Jonathan's principles. If that happens, not only is he the target of the great master's anger, but the fate of his mother and sister is at stake.

The sound choked as if a chunk of cactus lodged in the throat. Then, Ibrahim cleared his throat to get rid of the barrier. "I think that's a good idea. After all, it will be young Mr. Arsenio who will inherit the company after you and Mr. Xander are gone. So, it doesn't matter if you give some shares of the company to the young Master."

Jonathan looks mangosteen. He was relieved because his decision was supported by Ibrahim. Although he had a personal assistant who was his chauffeur, but somehow the middle-aged man was more comfortable discussing work with the child's personal assistant. Maybe because the late father Ibrahim is a believer so he does not feel uncomfortable or awkward discussing anything with the young man.

"All right! Please take care of all the needs, make sure there is no mistake. I do not want the signing to be held there is a commotion that causes problems later on" said Jonathan firmly. "And one more thing, keep all this a secret from my wife. Don't let him know this."

"Good, Sir. I make sure Mrs Miranda is not aware of this problem" Ibrahim said steadily. The man will keep this secret until the end of his life. Lock his mouth shut and tell no one.

The man was about to get out of his seat, leaving the room. However, he recalled something that made him sit back in the chair. "Sorry, Sir. What percentage share would you like to give Young Master Arsen?"

Too focused on talking to Jonathan, Ibrahim almost forgot the important thing that must be asked before carrying out orders from his superiors.

Without thinking for long, Jonathan replied, "Give him 15% of my shares."

The formally dressed man whose age was not far adrift with Xander furrowed his brows. "15% only, Mister?" he hesitated a little.

"Why? Too little?"

The man watched Jonathan's face. "Sorry, if I'm presumptuous. I think the shares that you give are too little compared to what Young Mr. Arsen has done to the company. Do you remember how the young master fought while exterminating the Dark Davil?" Jonathan nodded his head in response. "Do you imagine how much loss the company received if at that time the data V Pramono Group was successfully hacked? It must be huge and can even get you out of business. However, young Master Arsen willingly helped you fight against Dark Davil."

"Young Mr Arsen did not ask for anything in return, but would you only give him 15?" abraham continued while squeezing his palms together. There was a fear in the man if if his tongue mispronounced, making Jonathan feel insinuated by his words.

Jonathan hunchback. His brain digested all the words spoken on Ibrahim's lips. It is true that Arsenio has done a lot for the company. The little boy even gave his homemade antivirus without asking for anything in return. Though the antivirus has not been released in the market at all, but Arsenio is willing to pair his antivirus for free. Yes, even though there was an agreement between them, it was still not worth the good that Arsenio did to the company.

"If it's 20%, how?" jonathan asked Ibrahim, asking the opinion of the son of his late confidant.

With a smile on the corner of his lips, Ibrahim replied, "Perfect!" the man said while fusing the thumb with the index finger to form the letter O into the air. "I'll get everything ready soon."

The face of Ibrahim. It was obvious that a happiness hue was created on his pretty handsome face. In this way, he was sure that Arsenio's future would reverberate. Six-year-old little boy can continue his education to a higher level and can even study abroad without Tania having to bother, money coffers into his account balance.

After saying farewell, Ibrahim pleaded to withdraw from the presence of Jonathan. The man rushed out and drove his employer's four-wheeled vehicle to one of the skyscrapers in South Jakarta.

Now Jonathan can breathe a sigh of relief because his hope to give a glorious future to his beloved grandson is soon realized.

Arsenio's business was finished and it was time for him to carry out his next plan. A plan was made to give Miranda a slight deterrent effect.

"Hello, please find a simple house in a densely populated village. The house is not equipped with home furniture with the number one quality. Just prepare it ala-levelnya, as long as it is comfortable to live in," Jonathan ordered by telephone.

To dramatize the situation he must totality in acting so that Miranda does not suspect him. Let them temporarily live in a simple house without any luxury in the house.

Someone across the street replied, "Okay, sir! I'll work immediately. An hour ahead I'll send you the location of your residence and the new Lady Miranda." The man knows that Jonathan is currently teaching Vincent a little lesson.

The phone connection ended, Jonathan put his cell phone back in his pants pocket. "It's time for me to educate you hard, Ma, so that later in life it will not be arbitrary to others."

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