Chapter 608

Chapter 608:

His assistant continued, “But Mr. Lambert, many of our senior executives have raised concerns. Now that we’ve stopped cooperating with the three major families, we’ve also incurred significant losses.” The assistant could no longer conceal his worry.

When conflicts arose among the four major families in Ansport, their losses would be immeasurable. The assistant thought Wesley’s behavior was somewhat childish.

But what could he do? He was just an assistant, and Wesley was Clayton’s only grandson. He couldn’t help but think of Zahir—things had been much better with Zahir around. Unfortunately, Zahir had gone missing due to a racing accident.

“I have my own reasons for my decisions. If they have complaints, they can keep them to themselves. There’s nothing else they can do.” Wesley’s voice was arrogant and domineering.

The assistant nodded, not daring to say anything further. He could only sigh inwardly.

As soon as he walked out of Wesley’s office, he saw several senior executives waiting outside the door. He took a deep breath and glanced around at them.

Wesley’s message was conveyed to them, and their faces hardened with fury after hearing Wesley’s unyielding stance.

“This can’t be. We must contact Clayton. He needs to be aware of what’s happening before things get out of hand. We can’t let this kid run wild. Otherwise, all the years of hard work in this company will be in vain, and we’ll only face countless problems,” said one senior executive.

“I’ve tried contacting Clayton, but I can’t get in touch with him. I think he’s been living in seclusion since handing the company over to Wesley,” another senior executive shook his head and sighed.

If reaching Clayton had been that simple, they wouldn’t be in this mess to begin with.

All of them had gloomy expressions. None of them agreed with Wesley’s decision, but there was nothing they could do. They couldn’t think of any solutions.

Wesley was busy dealing with some documents in his office when his phone suddenly rang. When he saw the name flashing on the screen, a smirk appeared on his face. He answered in a good mood. “Norton, have you thought things through?”

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“I’m calling to confirm with you again. Are you sure you won’t cooperate with us anymore? Is that your final decision?” Norton said coldly instead of answering his question.

“Norton, you know why I’m doing this—I only want what’s best for Andrew. Madisyn has to leave him,” Wesley countered.

“Alright. If that’s really your decision, so be it.”

After saying this, Norton hung up without waiting for Wesley to respond.

Wesley looked at the screen of his phone, which had already turned black, feeling baffled.

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