In My Desperate Time

What is it?
I stick my ear to the door curiously.
Unexpectedly, I exert too much force and the door is pushed open.
In an instant, everyone looks at me in unison.
Awkward...
How awkward!
Lowering my head, I am about to sneak away as if nothing has happened when Frances suddenly calls out to me.
"Since you're here, stay. Come in."
As he speaks, he waves at me.
Some of the directors don't know me and look at me with searching eyes. As for the others who knew about my relationship with
Frances, they all put on strange smiles on their faces.
Damn! What an embarrassment!
If I had known, I wouldn't have eavesdropped.
"This is my wife, Jane."
Frances takes me to sit at one side, introducing me to everyone.
I have no choice but to look up and smile awkwardly at them.
When old Mr. Louis sees me, his expression instantly turns cold.
"What do you think of the third way I put forward just now?"
Frances asks in a deep voice.
Everyone looks at each other and seems to be in a dilemma.

I feel more curious as to what the third method Frances is referring to.
"No, it's too despicable. How can we play such a dirty trick? I don't agree!"
Old Mr. Louis insists.
Frances glances at old Mr. Louis and sweeps his gaze across the crowd. "This is the best way now, I think. Let's vote for or
against my proposal."
"Now, if you agree with me, raise your hand."
Apart from Frances and old Mr. Louis, there are six directors here. And three of them raise their hands.
A draw.
They have a stalemate.
What should they do?
Just as I am lost in my thought, Frances looks at me suddenly.
"Mrs. Louis, aren't you going to vote?"
Me?
I'm not a director. How can I speak on company affairs?
"It's a company affair. I don't have a say on it, do I?" I reply, smiling embarrassedly.
"That's not the case. You should know that you own half of my property now. In other words, you have 25% of the shares of the
Louis Group. You have a better say than anyone else."
That can work?
None of the people present object to this.
Although I don't know what Frances said, I still raise my hand.
I believe in Frances and that his plan must be the best.

Old Mr. Louis stands up in anger and snaps to Frances, "You should be responsible for your own decision! I am getting old, and I
will not interfere in the affairs of the Louis Group anymore."
With that, old Mr. Louis walks out.
As the saying goes, excessive anger damages the liver.
I am a little worried about old Mr. Louis, seeing him leaving like this.
He has a bad liver, and the anger might cause more problems to his health.
Frances and the rest are still discussing business. I turn to him and say, "I should go and look after old Mr. Louis."
Frances nods.
I get up and walk out, catching up with old Mr. Louis.
The moment he sees me, old Mr. Louis' angry face becomes even colder.
"What are you doing here? Don't you think I'm not angry enough? You promised that you won't come into my sight. So, what are
you doing now?"
"I meant ... you won't see me at home." I purse my lips and whisper from behind.
"You!"
Old Mr. Louis is so angry that he walks forward without talking to me.
In order not to annoy him, I silently follow behind him walking out of the company.
At the very least, I can rest assured after making sure that he gets in the car.
When I reach the gate, someone rushes over from the side.
"Be careful!"
Old Mr. Louis cries out in alarm. Before I could figure out what is going on, he pushes me to the ground.