Female Novel
Chapter 1425
Beck turned around, his gaze falling on Maja, who stood there completely dumbstruck.
She had only just learned of her true heritage, and the shock of it was evident in her wide eyes.
Her grip on Ian's arm tightened, her fingers digging in so hard that he winced from the pain.
But he didn't utter a word of complaint. Instead, he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, drawing her
into a comforting embrace as he gently patted her back.
Maja's mind was a tangled mess, buzzing and chaotic as if a swarm of bees had descended upon her
world.
It wasn't until Beck approached her, his voice rough with emotion, that the reality began to sink in.
"I'm sorry, Maja, for only telling you now about who you are."
Maja stepped back, a reflex born of an instinctive rejection of this newfound identity.
Beck's lips twisted into a bitter smile at her reaction.
"You should talk to Dad," he said. "The news of your death turned his hair white overnight. Judith'snovelbin
betrayal hit him hard, and he hasn't woken up since."
Maja felt as if her feet were nailed to the floor. She couldn't move a muscle.
She had never even seen Augus's face, and the word 'Dad' felt foreign on her tongue.
Yet, seeing Augus, his hair a snowy white, sent an inexplicable pang through her heart.
The ties of blood were mysterious and powerful, igniting a flame within her in that moment.
Without time to process the whirlwind of information, she found herself taking a few steps forward,
closing the distance between herself and Augus.
To her surprise, Augus chose that moment to open his eyes.
Seizing the opportunity, Beck quickly wiped away the moisture from his lashes.
"Dad! Jolin isn't your daughter, Maja is. I found my sister, and we've uncovered the truth."
Augus's pupils constricted sharply, as he strained to turn his gaze towards Maja.
Though his body was paralyzed and his consciousness fading, he clung to enough awareness to grasp
Beck's words.
His daughter.
His daughter had returned.
His face contorted with effort and emotion, and yet, he couldn't speak a single word.
The man who once commanded respect in the boardroom was now utterly powerless in the presence
of the daughter he had searched for all these years.
Unable to bear the sight, Beck's eyes brimmed with tears.
"Dad, I am so sorry. I only found out last night. Don't worry. Dylan and I will follow your wishes. You just
need to get better soon."
Watching the scene unfold, Maja pondered for a long time, unsure of how to react.
She saw the man with hair as white as frost struggling to look at her, his eyes red with emotion.
Fearing his excitement might provoke another attack, she hesitated but then reached out and gently
took his hand.
The strength of that simple touch seemed to calm Augus, and his eyes slowly closed.
A single tear traced down his cheek, though he was unaware.
Maja's voice was soft as she spoke, her hand covering his.
"Mr. Sanders needs his rest. We should leave him alone."
After all, he was a patient.
Beck didn't respond to her suggestion. Instead, he picked up a set of documents he had prepared
earlier.
"Dylan, sign the share transfer papers," he said.
In the Sanders family, Dylan held the majority shares. It was crucial for him to relinquish his holdings.
Maja watched, puzzled by the proceedings.
But this was a matter for the Sanders family, and she was not yet ready to embrace her place within it,
so she remained silent.
Dylan couldn't bear to look at her. He bowed his head, not even glancing at the document before him.
He would have signed it regardless, even had it been his own death warrant.
Clutching the pen tightly, he inscribed his name and then stepped aside in silence.
Beck, too, signed his name on another set of documents.
He laid both sets before Maja.
"Dad decided before he fell into a coma, if his real daughter was still alive one day, all of the Sanders
family shares would be hers. Dylan and I are willing to relinquish our claim unconditionally. Maja, this
isn't from us. It's from Dad. It's your turn to sign."
With her signature, the Sanders family company would be under Maja's command.
She would have the final say in the family's affairs and could become wealthy beyond measure.
The Sanders name was a legend in North America, a household with clout that even royalty would
envy.