Chapter 331

“What has this got to do with us picking Hilton Hotel as the venue for our banquet?” Michael asked.

Aaron sighed. “Well, the reason why we’re lagging behind the other families is because the underground forces kept interfering with our plans.”

“If we can secure a deal with the mysterious person and even the underground forces this time around, we might be able to surpass the Forrest family.”

“We have to spend as much as possible once we enter Hilton Hotel. I received intel that people who spend at least a million would be able to have a toast with the mysterious person.”

“This is our one and only chance to establish ties with that person!”

Everyone was taken aback.

“By the way, Grandpa, I know a security guard from Hilton Hotel,” Michael said enthusiastically.

“Maybe I can convince him to get us a chance to meet the mysterious person if you provide me with some funds.”

Aaron perked up at the sound of that. “Really? Wow, Michael, I’m impressed!”

“If that’s the case, I’ll provide you with the funds you need.”

Michael sneered at Nancy and answered, “Don’t worry, Grandpa, I’ll put those funds to good use. I promise I won’t embezzle them.”

Nancy’s face turned deep red as she glared at Michael.

He was obviously taking a dig at her.

It’s all your fault, Zeke Williams! she thought.

“Let’s get going,” Aaron said.

The Hintons lined up and went out in small groups.

Meanwhile, Nancy was the only one left behind.

She sighed inwardly, her hatred for Zeke growing.

Outside of the building, a run-down Volkswagen Santana was parked amongst a group of luxury vehicles, making it look like a black sheep.

Everyone began to scoff at the car the moment they found out that it belonged to Zeke Williams.

However, Zeke simply ignored them and got onto his car.

Lacey was about to follow him when Nancy caught up to her and led her away. “Lacey, let’s get in my Maserati.”

“You don’t deserve that car.”

“Hmph, you must have a lot of guts to drive this trashcan around!” Nancy spat at Zeke.

Yet Zeke simply snickered and retorted, “Your savior drives a trashcan like this too, remember?”

“Shut up! Who are you to compare yourself to my savior?” Nancy scoffed.

“My savior drives a Santana because he is humble.”

“Well...so am I!” Zeke said.

“Impossible. Weren’t you making up lies about the Whiteridge project being yours?”

“I’m warning you. If Lacey loses Linton Group to Grandpa because of you, I’m going to castrate you,”

she threatened.

“Let’s go, Lacey.”

Lacey glanced at Zeke reluctantly before trudging away with Nancy.

She was disappointed with Zeke.

Although Lacey’s parents remained silent about it, they could not help but feel a little dissatisfied with him as well.

Did his ego matter that much? Was Linton Group really just another one of his playing cards?

Linton Group could well be the last hope of the family.

If they had the foresight to know about Zeke’s plans, they would not have brought him along for sure.

They would have to start from square one if they lost Linton Group.

The older couple remained silent the whole trip.

Zeke did not attempt to defend himself as well.

He would be cleared of all suspicions the moment the butler determined the authenticity of the contract anyway.

Meanwhile, in Nancy’s Maserati...

Lacey’s gaze was downcast as her face shrouded in worry.

Anyone could tell that she was concerned about Zeke’s bet.

“Are you regretting everything now?” Nancy asked.

“You can probably find a better man just by going out to the streets. Why him?”

“It’s not too late to turn back yet. If you break up with him now, he’ll lose the right to use Linton Group as a stake, which nullifies the bet...”