Chapter 174 Nathan Cross grinned and replied, âIt was because of you that the mayor showed up, not me.â
âHow is that possible?â Penny Smith widened her eyes, feeling perplexed.
Nathan beamed as he answered, âWhy isnât possible? The Asiatic Shopping Mall project which you are currently overseeing is a key construction project of the city. As the economy is not doing well this year, Channing can only rely on the major infrastructure projects to increase the countryâs GDP. As such, the mayor is paying a lot of attention to that project of yours. Do you understand why I said itâs because of you that the mayor appeared at dadâs banquet now?â
After listening to Nathanâs explanation, the woman was confounded. Still trying to wrap her head around it, she asked, âThen, what about the rest of the leaders?â
âThey all came to butter up the mayor, obviously,â Nathan Cross replied with a twinkle in his eye.
Penny Smith was utterly dumbfounded. She was not entirely convinced that things were as simple as it seemed.
However, her husbandâs rationale was indeed plausible. As she could not think of a better justification, Penny accepted it for the time being.
After Sean Smith returned to the Smith familyâs mansion, he was still immersed in the lingering blissful feeling, which he had a while back when he was drinking with the leaders.
Animatedly, the elder Mr. Smith said, âI canât believe Benson has been hiding his light under a bushel! Even the mayor graced his birthday celebration. Looks like Iâll have to rethink my decision to remove Benson as the general manager of Diva Limited. His influence among the politicians will be greatly beneficial to the prosperity of the Smith family.â
Right after Sean Smith made that statement, Samuel entered the house with Miles and May.
Refuting his dad in a poised manner, Samuel said, âDad, youâre overthinking. Truth to be told, Benson isnât acquainted with them at all.â
Sean Smith was completely mystified by what his eldest son said. In a daze, he asked, âWhy do you say that?â
âSon, tell grandpa what you know,â Samuel said to Miles.
With a wry smile, Miles said to Sean Smith, âGrandpa, I made a call to Mr. Torres to find out the reason the mayor and the leaders appeared at Uncle Bensonâs birthday celebration just now.â
âCarry on.â Feeling curious, Sean Smith urged his grandson to continue.
Miles went on saying, âAccording to Mr. Torres, the mayor went to survey the construction site with the leaders today. While trying to get Penny over to answer some questions regarding the progress of the works, he got to know about Uncle Bensonâs birthday celebration. That was the reason he dropped by this afternoon.â
âWhat do you mean?â Sean Smith looked completely nonplussed.
Samuel replied with a smirk, âDad, it was a complete coincidence that the mayor was at Bensonâs birthday banquet today. Do you really think that a good-for-nothing like him would be able to associate himself with the mayor or anyone else of a similar caliber?â
Sean Smithâs hopes dashed. Feeling frustrated, he said, âI knew that a waste like Benson would never be capable enough to rub shoulders with all those leaders. So, in reality, Mr. Crow merely popped by to have a free lunch out of convenience.â
Samuelâs lips suddenly twisted in a mirthless smile before he said, âDad, Bensonâs family has always resented us for not treating them fairly. If they manage to gain power, we would be the ones falling on hard times!â
Sean Smith nodded and replied, âYouâre right. But since the Asiatic Shopping Mall project has already been awarded to Penny, itâs just a matter of time for Bensonâs family to rise.â
âIâve already thought of a way. Dad, you should talk to Penny tomorrow and let her know that youâre interested in investing in her company. This way, even if we canât take over the project from her, we can still benefit from it,â Samuel suggested.
âThatâs a fantastic idea!â Seeing a ray of light, Sean Smith applauded his eldest sonâs proposition.
The crescent moon was hanging high in the night sky and the moonlight seemed elegant and clear in the quiet night.
Jerry Zabinski, in his patient gown, was standing alone on the rooftop of the Alberesque Hospital. He had a cigarette in between his lips.
The night breeze was blowing through his hair, which had not been trimmed for the past three months. Paired with his uncommonly pale and smooth complexion, the man exuded an effete charm.
From his side view, it was easy to mistake Jerry Zabinski for a woman.
His doctors and family had forbidden him to smoke, as it wasnât favorable for his recovery.
However, Jerry Zabinski never failed to appear at the rooftop every night for a smoke.
Recovery no longer meant anything to him, especially when his manhood had already been chopped off by Nathan Cross. In the manâs own opinion, he would never completely recover back to the person he once was.
A baleful glint appeared in Jerry Zabinskiâs eyes.
Just as he was getting absorbed in his strong thirst for revenge, another man crept up to the rooftop.
That person was also wearing a patient gown, and it wasnât difficult to deduce that he was another patient in the hospital. The man was in his forties and had a tall and slim built.
When the patient saw he had company on the rooftop, his eyes brightened and he muttered to himself, âI knew I saw someone entering the stairwell just now. I guessed it was a fellow patient who was secretly smoking either in the stairwell or the rooftop.â
It was evident that the male patient was also a smoker who was having a craving for tobacco.
He approached Jerry Zabinski eagerly. Smiling subserviently, he said, âBabe, could you spare me a cigarette? Iâve been hospitalized for quite a while and Iâm dying to have a joint.â
Jerry Zabinski turned around. With a malicious look in his eyes, he said sharply, âDo I look like a babe to you? Are you mocking me and implying that Iâm not a man?â