Filed to story: The CEO’s Wife Is a Secret Boss Novel (Allison & Jeremy) Free Online
And he didn’t do it on his own. Winston had given him endless help from behind the scenes all these years. He had pumped in a total of over 300 million dollars to help land them projects in and out of Solana 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 Waters family. Furthermore, he never intended for them to pay him back!
Right now, Jameson was here to covet The Ivory? How could he 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 time for bed yet, but you’re already in dreamland, Mr. Schmidt?”
Marc’s eyes were filled with fury, and his body trembled. “The Ivory is not a listed company. So, you cannot simply acquire Ivory Group as you wish. I disagree with this, so just forget about it!” “That’s true. That’s why I visited, especially to discuss this matter with you.”
Jameson pushed back his glasses lightly. He maintained his composure. Casually, he lifted his pointer finger and pointed upward.
“The entire country knows I have officially taken over Schmidt Group. Half of Solana City belongs to me, and the other half to Walsh Group.
“If you intend for The Ivory to become established in Solana City, you should be mindful of whose side you’re on Otherwise, I will compete with you on the business side of things and have the authorities visit your territories every other day. Do you think that the business dealings at The Ivory would be able to last?”
Matilda could clearly feel the blood draining from Marc’s hands. In his anxiousness 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’m offering, there wouldn’t be many who could turn me down.”
Jameson opened his palms, and
Carl respectfully presented him with a stack of checks. Jameson smiled and said “With this amount of money you will have enough for your treatments. Not only that, they will be enough for you and your wife tedive comfortably for the rest of your life.
“If you miss out on this opportunity, no one will want 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 a string of numbers that an average person could only dream of. He tore out the check and handed it to Carl.
Then, Carl walked over and gave it to Marc.
Marc’s breathing was labored as he received the check in his hands.
Jameson’s smile became even 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 became frigid.
“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 flung the shreds of paper at Jameson, and they fell to the ground. “Take your filthy money and scram!”
Carl glared at him. He was about to charge at him when Jameson lifted his hand calmly and stopped him. “If this is your response, I shall use a different approach with you.”
He narrowed his eyes and gave him a half-smile. “If you agree to sell The Ivory to me, I can guarantee that your 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, I will make sure he’s returned to you. Once you sign the transfer agreement, I promise Mr. Nathan will 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 conflicted and troubled, Carl placed the pen and transfer agreement before him. Though it was only a few thin sheets of paper, they felt like a tonne of bricks weighing on his thighs. 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 his name down.
“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.
I don’t have time to hesitate with you like this. Hurry up and make your decision. You might be able to wait, but Mr. Nathan can’t.”
Marc was devastated. At last, he made his decision.
He was about to put his signature down when he heard a fierce and deep voice that shouted, “Hold up!”
That voice resounded like a church bell ringing in a quiet cathedral, giving him a wake-up call.
Marc paused. He looked up and toward the door in shock.
That strong, dissuasive voice was familiar. It was like a sharp knife that stabbed through Jameson’s heart. He gritted his teeth and narrowed his eyes. Slowly, he turned around. Jeremy’s cold gaze glanced over him. He stormed into the ward, with Xavier following behind him gallantly.
“Mr. B-Walsh!” In a flash, Marc’s defeated eyes lit up.
Even though he had never met this exceptional man, oddly enough, Jeremy gave him a sense of peace. After all, everyone knew that Jeremy was Winston’s future son-in-law. Winston wouldn’t misjudge a person. He was willing to hand his beloved daughter, Alyssa, into Jeremy’s hands. Clearly, Jeremy was an outstanding young man and a hidden gem. He was unlike the son of a bitch before him, who only looked kind on the outside, but was a cunning viper on the inside.
“What are you doing here, Jeremy?” Jameson questioned with a horrified look on his face.
“I’m here for the same purpose as you.” Jeremy’s tone was neutral. He did not sound like he was showing off his power or challenging him.
Even so, he had an air of nobility around him, which inevitably intimidated the people around him.
In comparison, Jameson’s sly smile looked overly forced. It was repulsive to look at.
Carl had his fists clenched as he glared at Jeremy. Xavier tightened his fists too. He readied himself to have a go at him.
“I heard most of your conversation with Mr. Waters when I was outside earlier.”
Jeremy lifted the corners of his lips into a smile. A tender and loving gaze flashed across his eyes. “I’m sorry. I was influenced by my wife to eavesdrop. Hope you don’t mind, Mr. Waters.” Jameson was enraged. Anger thrummed to his veins, and he became suffocated with rage.
“Of course not! It is my privilege to meet you, Mr. Walsh!” Marc was old enough to be Jeremy’s father. Yet, he maintained a humble attitude before him.
“Mr. Waters, The Ivory is what you’ve worked hard your entire life for. You cannot sell it.”
Jeremy gave Jameson a quick, cold glance. “Even if you wanted to put it up for sale, you can never sell it to someone like Mr. Schmidt. Moreover, not a single word of his can be trusted.” Jameson shot to his feet, and his chair toppled behind him.
“He claims that he will help you with rescuing Mr. Nathan. You will suffer a double whammy if he changes his mind and goes back on his word after you’ve signed the contract.
“He has used this strategy multiple times. If you do not believe me, you can very well pay a visit to Mr. Josh Schmidt and Ms. Daisy Schmidt in prison. Then, you will get to learn about Jameson’s ways.” Marc widened his eyes. He had a sudden revelation. His desperation to save Nathan earlier almost made him fall into Jameson’s trap.
He could very well have spoken empty words to deceive him. The probability of him going back on his words was high.
“Please leave, Mr. Schmidt.”
Jeremy’s appearance made his fear of Jameson vanish completely. The sharpness in his eyes returned. “Even if I had to burn Ivory Group to the ground, I will never let you get your hands on it! “As for Nathan, I believe there is justice in this world. No one can ever be above the law!”
Jameson’s plan was so close to success. Thanks to Jeremy’s interference, he fell at the last hurdle.
“Since this is the case, I can only say that I’m really sorry to hear that.”
Jameson’s eyes turned red with anger. Amidst his refusal to admit defeat, he let out a cold laugh. He gave Jeremy a vicious glare before storming out with Carl.
The tense atmosphere in the ward eased up slowly.
Matilda’s face ran white. Marc held onto her hand tightly. He comforted her by caressing her hand gently.
She had been by Marc’s side for more than ten years. She was used to seeing violence happening in front of her. But what Jameson brought with him earlier was a battle without any violence. It scared the living daylights out of her.
“Mr. Walsh, thank you for earlier.”
Marc exhaled. He looked at him with sincere eyes. “If you want to lead The Ivory… I am willing to step down and hand the entire organization over to you. I will not ask for a single cent from you.”
“Mr. Waters, I have never thought of acquiring The Ivory. Ivory Group will always belong to you and Madam Colene.”
Jeremy smiled slightly. “I came to comfort you. You have been concerned and troubled over what happened to Mr. Nathan. Jameson’s appearance at this time was only to ambush your psychological defense and trick you into handing The Ivory to him.
“Fortunately, all could be turned around. From now on, I will assign bodyguards to watch over you. I will not allow anyone from the Schmidt Group to bother you.”
“Mr. Walsh, thank you very much,” Marc choked. From the bottom of his heart, he was touched.
“About Mr. Nathan, I hope that you remain optimistic.” Jeremy was bright-eyed and confident. “Alyssa and I will find a way to prove his innocence!”
At the same time, The Ivory Gang was up in a frenzy. Colene was shivering in anger in the smoky conference room.
More than ten of The Ivory’s higher-ups were seated around the table. They had cigars and whiskeys on the table in front of them.
Brazenly, they gobbled down their bowls of dog meat stew in Colene’s face.
The slurping noises were neverending, making her blood boil.
