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Sayon, Jones Family!
Old Madam Jones was resolute, showing no room for negotiations; she looked as if she has Sherry Jones and White Mitchell completely in her control.
Upon hearing this, a deepening shade of guilt painted Sherryâs face, her helplessness evident.
However, White Mitchell now turns his body slowly, his face was calm as he looked at Old Madam Jones, shaking his head, âIt seems that you think youâve hidden that batch of goods perfectly, donât you?â
Old Madam Jones chuckled coldly at his words, not responding to White Mitchellâs question.
In her opinion, the batch of goods had already been hidden. Regardless of how White Mitchell and Sherry tried to pry, they could not find it, let alone prove that this was all orchestrated by her.
As a result, Old Madam Jonesâs demeanor became even more arrogant and defiant.
âWhite Mitchell, I hope you can act like a man, and donât deny your loss later.â Old Madam Jones provocatively commented, behaving as if she feared White might back out.
Truth be told, if White Mitchell decided to back out, she would be helpless against him.
For now, she could only use this provocation, hoping to stimulate him.
Upon hearing this, White Mitchell responded with a cold smile, âJust so, this is what I wanted to say to you!â
Old Madam Jones scoffed at White Mitchell dismissively, an expression of assured victory on her face as she spoke, âBeing a big mouth isnât helpful, donât forget, you still havenât resolved the issue at hand.
As the general manager, Sherry lost 200 million worth of goods, leading to heavy losses for the company. You still havenât given me a satisfactory response.
Or are you planning to apologize to Mr. Weiden already? I would very much like to see what you have to say now!â
Upon hearing these words, Sherry looked guiltily at White Mitchell, âWhite, please leave. They canât stop you now. Iâll apologize to Hans Weiden myself!
If he wants to incapacitate you, let it be my arms instead. Please leave quickly and take mom to River North, donât worry about me anymoreâ¦ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Having said these words, Sherryâs tears, which had momentarily stopped, once again flooded down her cheeks.
On hearing Sherryâs words, Old Madam Jones immediately frowned and scolded, âFoolish girl! What nonsense are you talking about!?
This bet was agreed by you both.
Now that youâve created a disaster, you just want him to leave? Who do you think you are? Arenât you afraid Iâll scatter Loganâs ashes into the River Arch!?â
At this point, Sherry silently lowered her head, biting her lips as she cried stubbornly.
In her eyes, if only White Mitchell was safe, that was worth more than anything else. She believed, if her father were watching them, he would also agree with her actions.
Just as Sherry prepared to apologize to Hans Weiden, White Mitchell seemed to have not heard her conversation with Old Madam Jones at all.
âSilly girl, I once promised to protect you for a lifetime. A lifetime means not one day or one hour less. Donât worry, nothing will happen. Maybe, if you call the company now, the problem has been solved already?
Donât forget, our Mori is capable of anything.â White Mitchell consoled softly, his face full of tenderness.
Hearing these words, Sherryâs heart stirred with a mix of emotions. Despite the predicament they were in, White Mitchell still comforted her.
She felt useless, always becoming a burden for White Mitchell, needing his protection all the time.
Sherry wept softly at this. Meanwhile, upon hearing White Mitchellâs words, Old Madam Jones immediately scoffed in disdain.
Following this, she heard Old Madam Jones sneering with contempt, âMori, that dead girl? Haâ¦Doesnât this mother know her abilities better than you?
Donât think that just because you sweet-talked Mori into helping you, you can do whatever you want. Give up! On this matter, Mori canât helpâ¦â
Beep Beep Beepâ¦
Just as Old Madam Jones hit the roof, Sherryâs cellphone suddenly rang.
The abrupt ringtone echoed in the Jonesâ living room.
Old Madam Jones was taken aback, and then frowned, âIn future, set your damn phone on silent when you come home for a meeting. Have you heard me clearly!?â
Sherry Jones pursed her lips, slowly drew out her cell phone, and saw the incoming call was from Mori Jones.
âMy little aunt?â
Seeing the caller ID, Sherry Jones inadvertently called out Mori Jonesâ name, furrowed her brows and assumed that some problem had emerged at the company.
Ignoring whether Old Madam Jones agreed or not, Sherry Jones urgently answered the call.
But as soon as she picked up the call, Sherry Jones froze in place, a trace of disbelief gradually spreading across her face.
Seeing Sherry Jones silent, Old Madam Jonesâs face darkened, she quickly stood up and snatched the phone from Sherry Jonesâs hand.
With a beep, Old Madam Jones directly activated the speaker mode and said into the phone:
âMori, Iâm warning you, donât even think of helping them. Only you yourself will end up suffering. If you donât think for yourself, at least consider your daughter Chase!
Iâve not even started to deal with you for your affair with the Cooper family. Donât let yourself get entangled any further. Now you just stay out of the affairs between Sherry and the Weiden Family.
You brat! Did you hear me clearly?â
Old Madam Jones issued orders to Mori Jones in a commanding voice, displaying a style akin to that of a domineering family head from the old society.
However, just after she finished speaking, Mori Jones blurt out over the phone, âMom, Iâm not here to quarrel with you today. I called Sherry because I wanted her to return and handle an issue with the goods. Thereâs now two hundred millionâs worth of goods sitting in the warehouse. As the General Manager, Sherry should show up to inspect it.
âIf you refuse to believe me, youâre welcome to inspect the factoryâs warehouse. However, youâd better hurry. Otherwise, the channel dealers will take back their goods to their own warehouses.â
Whatâ¦what?!
The words had hardly left her mouth when Old Madam Jonesâ face abruptly darkened. She suddenly felt an inexplicable chill creeping up her back, making her scalp tingle.
Howâs that possible; werenât those two hundred millionâs worth of goods already hidden?
Moreover, to ensure a fail-proof plan, they had even prepared to have Antonio Woods and Blake Thomas burn the goods. Why would those goods suddenly appear in the Jones Groupâs warehouse?
Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!
At this thought, Old Madam Jonesâs face contorted, she snapped at the phone: âMori! Donât ramble on here! You think if you say that, Iâll believe it?â
âHehe⦠Mom, I knew you would say that. Iâm at the warehouse now; Iâll start a video call for you.â Mori Jones chuckled derisively, promptly hung up the call, afterwards, a video call came in.
Old Madam Jones clicked to open the call, and her face drastically changed. She stumbled and slumped back onto her seat, looking utterly distraught.
These goods, plentiful and full, were all the Jones Groupâs products!
Moreover, Old Madam Jones even saw the marks Antonio Woods and others had made on that batch of goods last night.
This was precisely the batch of goods that the Jones family had asked Antonio Woods and the others to hide!
But, how did these goods get back to the Jones Groupâs warehouse?
At this moment, Old Madam Jones felt as if her brain circuits had short-circuited. With a formidable face, she stared at Sherry Jones and White Mitchell.
Old Madam Jones clenched her teeth, her face gradually filled with resentment, confronted Sherry Jones and White Mitchell word by word, âWhat exactly did you do!?
âHow did you manage to find this batch of goods? Clearly, we had alreadyâ¦â
Speaking to this point, Old Madam Jones immediately shut her mouth without continuing.
But at this moment, White Mitchell was staring at her with a mocking smile, âClearly, you had already done what? Go on, finish your words. What is it? You donât dare to speak out?â
White Mitchell looked expressionlessly over the members of the Jones Family: âAlright, since you all refuse to talk, then Iâll speak on your behalf!â