Chapter 503 Amelia panicked as she saw Hubert and Julian leaving, her eyes glossed over with tears. They would lose 10 million in cash and a mansion once they left!
As the Jordans were all burnt down without money on them, no one would give them a million, let alone 10 million!
Hastily, Amelia chased Hubert and grabbed his hand. âDr. Hubert, my Grandpa is old and rigid. We can talk things through nicely.â âHuh? Whatâs there to talk through?â Hubert swung her hand away in disgust. âThere are at least a thousand patients begging for my help on a daily basis. I came to visit Robert because of Mr. Cabell, and what attitude did you people give me?â
âRight, it was our fault. Weâre sorry to have not treated you better. I hope you understand how Senior Jordan was feeling.â Lily went up to add, âThe Jordan Groupâs special team is very important to Senior Jordan that had existed even before Robert was born, and thatâs why he was so...so... You know.â
Hubert, upon hearing their reasoning, scornfully replied, âSo what youâre saying is that you thought the offer was too low? Well, the Jordansâ special team is indeed quite useless. However, now that the Jordan Group has gone bankrupt, why keep such a team? The fact that Mr. Cabell is helping you show that he respects you all, yet youâre not even grateful for that? What a bunch of greedy folks!â
âYou... You...!â Senior Jordan trembled in fury. He gripped at his chest as he barked, âLily, Amelia! All of you, come back here!
Let them go! Let them leave!â
He did not want to negotiate with those two arrogant men.
However, Amelia argued, âGrandpa, are you crazy? Itâs ten million bucks! Howâre we supposed to get ten million bucks now?
Also, Robert is my cousin, I donât want to see him in this state forever. Donât be so agitatedâ letâs sit down and talk things through.â âAbsolutely not!â
It was not Senior Jordan who said this; it was Hubert!
Hubert continued with an arrogant tone, âUsually the patients beg me for help. Nobody had ever asked me to leave. Well, since Senior Jordan kept on asking us to leave, whatâs the point of talking things through? If you really want to talk things through, Senior Jordan has to bow a ninety-degree bow and apologize. If not, I wonât help!â 1 With that, he swung his arms and placed them behind him, his demeanor pridefully arrogant.
Julianâs eyelids twitched as he looked at Senior Jordan. âSenior Jordan, please apologize to him, we can talk things through. I did spend quite a lot of effort inviting Dr. Hubert over. If you really offended Dr. Hubert, I wonât be able to help you anymore.
Robert will remain in this vegetative state forever.â âYeah, Grandpa, please apologize for Robert, wonât you? We can talk things through!â Amelia panicked.
Once they failed to talk things through, that 10 million would be gone! 1 Senior Jordan could taste metal in his mouth. Even though Dr. Hubert was the best in the field, he was still just a young man.
How could he ask an elder man to bow to him? 1 Most frustrating of all, why were those three useless fools siding with the outsiders?!
Seeing that Senior Jordan did not move, he scoffed, âWhatever- no point apologizing. With such an attitude, unless you kneel down on your knees, I wonât help Robert. You have ten seconds.â
10 seconds!
Once the ten seconds countdown was over, that 10 million-offer would be gone with the mansion!
The three of them rushed to Senior Jordan and pulled at his arms. âSenior Jordan, you donât have to kneel. Just bow and apologize!â Felix, who was the most useless of all, was already kneeling. âPlease accept my apology, Iâm begging you nowâon my knees. Please donât be mad at us; letâs make the deal!â It was worth the kneeling, just to live in a mansion with serving maids!
Worst of all, Amelia forcefully pulled on Senior Jordanâs arm as if she was trying to push him onto his knees!