Chapter 304

Chapter 304:

“How do you intend to deal with this?” Glenn retorted.

Jeffry had been expecting this exact question. He answered, “If I take you to court, the fines will be so steep that you won’t be able to cover them, and the Johns Group will be forced into bankruptcy. We’ve raised Madisyn, and because of that, I’m offering you a way out. Just transfer the Johns Group to me.”

Glenn snorted dismissively.

Jeffry felt insulted. “What’s that supposed to mean? I’m trying to help you here! The Johns Group will survive, and who knows, maybe someday I will return it to you and let you take the reins again!”

He assumed that if he were in Glenn’s shoes, he would definitely accept these terms.

“And what if I refuse?” Glenn inquired.

“If you don’t agree, then we’ll be seeing each other in court!” Jeffry declared with arrogance, convinced Glenn wouldn’t actually choose that path. After all, anyone with half a brain would know what choice to make here.

Glenn, however, stayed cool, casually sipping his coffee, which only made Jeffry feel foolish. The more Jeffry pondered, the more it irritated him. Glenn was still acting all high and mighty, even with everything falling apart.

“Mr. Johns, have you made a decision?” Jeffry pressed, his patience wearing thin.

“I’ll let you know in a day,” Glenn responded.

“Alright,” Jeffry said, finally content with the response. He wasn’t concerned about the delay; he was sure of the outcome. He even managed a smile. “Mr. Johns, order whatever you want. After today, you might not get another meal like this.”

Seeing Jeffry’s smug grin, Glenn replied flatly, “No, thanks. You enjoy the meal.”

With that, he and Rowan got up and left.

On their way to the car, neither of them spoke. Rowan wanted to say something, but caught by the intensity of Glenn’s profile, he couldn’t find the words. Once they were in the car, Glenn broke the silence first. “What do you think our next move should be?”

Rowan wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on him. Was it his own guilty conscience making him feel this way? But in the current situation, he couldn’t afford to let guilt get the better of him.

“I think the top priority is to save the Johns Group,” Rowan said, his face showing his distress as he looked at Glenn. “I know it’s tough on you, Glenn, but if the Johns Group goes under, our father will never forgive us. As long as the company is still around, we’ll have a chance to reclaim it eventually.”

“Really? So you think we should just throw in the towel?” Glenn asked calmly, his eyes locked on Rowan.

Despite the lack of visible emotion in Glenn’s eyes, Rowan felt a sudden chill, as if every part of him had been laid bare. He broke out in a cold sweat, overwhelmed by the sensation of being fully exposed. He couldn’t stop berating himself for being so useless. He couldn’t even stand up to Glenn’s stare.

“There’s no alternative at the moment. If there was another option, no one would willingly give up the company. This mess is partly because of you. I understand you’re heartbroken over Madisyn’s passing, but now we’re also facing the loss of the company.” Rowan shifted the topic deliberately.

Glenn continued to fix his gaze on him.

Rowan soon bowed his head. “I understand that Madisyn was your daughter, and it’s only natural for you to be upset. But our opponents have seized this opportunity to hit us hard. Glenn, we’re in a difficult position with no evidence to back up our defense. As hard as it might be, we need to choose one of the options Jeffry put on the table.”

“Then why don’t you try finding the person who broke into my office?” Glenn’s look was piercing.

Rowan couldn’t hold Glenn’s gaze. “We’ve been looking into this for a long time with no leads.”

“Rowan!” Glenn’s tone turned serious. “Our father always knew you weren’t driven by fame or money, and he was relieved we didn’t become like other rich families where brothers turn against each other.”

“I— I know. Why are you mentioning this now?”

“Because I know the truth, Rowan,” Glenn said firmly. “You might seem indifferent to fame and money, but you have pride, don’t you? That’s why you wanted to be part of the company, to prove your worth.”

Rowan shivered slightly. Each word from Glenn hit him deeply. Glenn, who rarely talked with him, seemed to understand him well.

“What are you getting at?” Rowan’s throat felt parched.

“This is your moment to show what you’re made of,” Glenn said, his gaze steady. “If you manage this well, I’ll restore your dividend. You have one day, Rowan. Think it through.”

Rowan stayed silent, his mind blank.

He barely remembered how he made it home.

“Rowan, Rowan! Darling!” Sarai’s voice cut through his haze. He snapped back to reality, his eyes still clouded with confusion as he finally turned his gaze toward her.

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