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Chapter 2034
The Ivory Group was facing troubles both internally and externally. They were like a cat on a hot tin roof. Marc's right hand,Nathan, had been arrested, and Colene had gone to take charge of the gang.
Matilda was the only person he had left by his side.novelbin
Marc took a deep breath. His gaze was gloomy. He studied Jameson's arrogant face and the mysterious intention in those eyesbehind his gold-framed glasses.
Matilda had seen all kinds of crafty people after being by Marc's side for so many years. Jameson was giving off an air of wildambition and murderous intent. She had a feeling that Jameson wasn't here for a friendly visit.
"You don't look too good, Mr. Waters. | can see that you are very sick." Carl had already moved a chair over for Jameson withoutwaiting for Marc's prompt. Jameson then helped himself and sat down elegantly.
His attitude was arrogant and condescending. He wasn't here to pay a hospital visit. He was here to challenge him! Matilda wasenraged. She was about to speak up when Marc said, "Mr. Schmidt, if you chere to visit me, you've seen me. Can you leavenow?" His gaze was frigid.
"Don't be impatient, Mr. Waters." Jameson leaned back and crossed his legs. In a calm tone, he explained, "Coming to visit youis just one part of it. My main purpose for coming is to talk business with you." "You and I... We have nothing to talk about!" Marcwas starting to feel weak. "Show him the way out, Matsy!" "| want to acquire The Ivory Group." With a cold smirk on his face,Jameson went straight to the point and revealed his ambition. He was highly conceited! "What... What did you say?" Marcburned with anger, and his pale face flushed red.
The Ivory was built on his blood, sweat, and tears! And he didn't do it on his own. Winston had given him endless help frombehind the scenes all these years. He had pumped in a total of over 300 million dollars to help land them projects in and out ofSolana City. He did all these to help the organization get back on the right track.
Colene, Alyssa, and the rest of the Taylors were oblivious to this. Winston had forked out his own money to help the Watersfamily. Furthermore, he never intended for them to pay him back! Right now, Jameson was here to covet The Ivory? How couldhe put up with this? If he did, it was equivalent to having this son of a bitch trample all over him! Marc chuckled. "It isn't tfor bedyet, but you're already in dreamland, Mr. Schmidt?" Marc's eyes were filled with fury, and his body trembled. "The Ivory is not alisted company. So, you cannot simply acquire Ivory Group as you wish. | disagree with this, so just forget about it!" "That's true.That's why | visited, especially to discuss this matter with you." Jameson pushed back his glasses lightly. He maintained hiscomposure. Casually, he lifted his pointer finger and pointed upward.
"The entire country knows | have officially taken over Schmidt Group. Half of Solana City belongs to me, and the other half toBeckett Group.
If you intend for The Ivory to ecestablished in Solana City, ‘ou should be mindful of whose side ‘ou're on Otherwise, | willcompete vith you on the business side hings and have the authorities visit our territories every other day. Do ou think that thebusiness dealings ox it The Ivory would be able to last?" Matilda could clearly feel the blood draining from Marc's hands. In hisanxiousness and rage, he started shaking uncontrollably.
"No matter what, it will be a dead end for The Ivory. Since this is the case, you might as well sell it to me. For the price I'moffering, there wouldn't be many who could turndown." Jameson opened his palms, and Carl respectfully presented him with astack of checks. Jameson smiled and said "With this amount of your treatments. Not only thatmoney, you will have enough theywill be enough for you and your wife tedive comfortably for the rest of your life. "If you miss out on this opportunity, no one willwant The Ivory when it falls apart in the future. No one would take it even if you gave it to them for free." Jameson wrote down astring of numbers that an average person could only dream of. He tore out the check and handed it to Carl. Then, Carl walkedover and gave it to Marc.
Marc's breathing was labored as he received the check in his hands.
Jameson's smile beceven wider. But his delight didn't last for long. Marc tore his check worth hundreds of millions into shreds!Jameson's face dropped, and the look in his eyes becfrigid.
“Even if The Ivory ends up getting sold off to someone else, it will never be sold to you!" Marc's eyes bulged with anger. He flungthe shreds of paper at Jameson, and they fell to the ground. "Take your filthy money and scram!" Carl glared at him. He wasabout to charge at him when Jameson lifted his hand calmly and stopped him. "If this is your response, | shall use a differentapproach with you." He narrowed his eyes and gave him a half-smile. "If you agree to sell The Ivory to me, | can guarantee thatyour adopted son, Mr. Nathan, gets through this hurdle.
"He is about to be prosecuted for murder. If he's lucky, he'd get a death sentence. If he's not, he would be sentenced for life.
"If you sell The Ivory to me, | will make sure he's returned to you. Once you sign the transfer agreement, | promise Mr. Nathanwill return to your side in one piece within a week." Marc was aghast. His chest tightened.
On the surface, Nathan was his subordinate. But deep down, he had been treating him like his own son.
How could he bear to see him die?While Marc was feeling conflictedand troubled, Carl placey the eh dnd
?trangfefadreement before him.Though it was only a few thin sheetsof paper, they felt like a tonne ofbricks weighing on his thighs. Thecontent is on NovelDrama.Org! Readthe latest chapter there!
Marc picked up the pen with his shaky hands. He hovered the tip of his pen over the signature area but was reluctant to put hisndown.
"Mr. Waters..." Matilda's heart wrenched. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.Jameson lifted his wrist to look at his watch. His impatience was written on his face. "I'm a busy man.
| don't have tto hesitate with like this.Hurry up and make your decisio
You might be able tx Mitt GutNativan'can't.” S Marc wasdevastated. At last, he made hisdecision. The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!
He was about to put his signaturedown when he heard a fierce an
deep voice that shoxitéd) "ole up!"hoe core ounces like a churchbell ringing in a quiet cathedral, givinghim a wake-up call. The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!