"Could you divorce Alicia if I asked you to?" Vincent's tone was loaded with meaning.
"In your dreams." Tyrone spun on his heel, ready to leave.
"I knew you wouldn't go through with it." Vincent drew a deep breath and spoke again. "I just need you to help me get what I want."
"Such as?" Tyrone paused, glancing back at him.
"Such as shares and actual control of Lawson & Co." Vincent's voice was low and steady.
Tyrone arched a brow. "Fine by me."
Lawson & Co.
Mayfield swaggered down the corridor, dragging Mina toward the elevator-just as Vincent stepped out. Mayfield made no effort to move aside, his arrogance dialed to ten.
"Well, well, Mina, look who it is. Mr. Lawson himself. Oh wait-should I even call you that anymore? Won't be long before you're out on the street, Vincent," Mayfield sneered.
He'd just come from Stephen's office, where Stephen had made it clear: if Vincent didn't secure Tyrone's investment, he was out of Lawson & Co. Mayfield was already celebrating.
"Move," Vincent's voice was cold, making it clear he wasn't in the mood.
Mina shrank back, nervous, trying to step aside, but Mayfield yanked her back. "What are you scared for? We're getting on the elevator-why should we move for him?"
Mayfield stared Vincent down. "You always thought you were better than us just because you're legitimate, didn't you? I doubt that'll save you for much longer."
Without another word, Vincent slammed his foot into Mayfield's chest, sending him flying down the hall.
Mina shrieked in shock.
As employees passed by, they pretended not to notice Mayfield sprawled out on the floor, quickly turning away as if nothing had happened.
Vincent straightened his suit jacket, shot a cold, mocking glance at Mayfield-who was curled up groaning and unable to even curseâand strode away without a word.
"Mayfield..." Mina knelt beside him, worry etched on her face. "I told you not to mess with him..."
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It took Mayfield a moment to catch his breath. Furious, he kicked the nearest trash can, sending it clattering against the wall. "Just wait. U be there the day Vincent gets kicked out of the Lawson family-on his knees, begging me."
Mina just sighed and said nothing.
...
In the office, Vincent walked straight into Stephen's office, where Stephen and Mayfield's mother were cozied up together.
"Stephen, try some of these
dumplings made. They're
delicious Joie Black cooed.
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"Mayfield had such a hard childhood,
you know. The only thing that could
cheer him up was my homemade dumplings." Playing the martyr was her favorite routine.
Vincent's face darkened as he looked at Joie. "Out."
Joie bristled. "Stephen, what's that supposed to mean?"
"He means get out." Vincent could feel his patience wearing thinner by the day with these people.
He used to think Tyrone was the uncivilized one whenever he lost his temper. Now, Vincent just wanted to curse them all and be done with it. To hell with good manners -what was the point with people this shameless?
"Stephen..." Joie's eyes welled with tears, hoping for sympathy.
But Stephen, needing something from Vincent now, just looked at her sternly.
"Leave us, Joie."
She huffed, but eventually left, slamming the door behind her.
"How's it going?" Stephen asked, adjusting his suit.
Vincent's voice was low. "Tyrone's interested in the project I pitched, but there's one condition. He won't work with you. After you had Mayfield fake his death to frame Tyrone, Mayfield spilled everything to him the minute he was caught."
Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent)
Chapter 386
WHICH RADANT
Switched Ma
The Me
The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind
Chapter 347: Administering Drugs
Switched Marriage The Coddled Little Wife
Chapter 538: Unimaginable