Chapter 317: 317: Harris’s King Prawn_1

After a few brief words, Julius Reed hung up the phone abruptly.

“Mr. Abbott, what did Mr. Reed instruct?”

Stanislaus Potter asked in a low voice.

They had come here solely to curry favor with Julius Reed, so naturally, they intended to follow the main patron’s wishes.

“That…”

Miguel Abbott’s eyes shifted but did not answer Stanislaus Potter’s question. Instead, he turned to Zade Radcliffe, who was following closely behind: “Old Master Radcliffe, I just received a call from the company. There’s a financial issue, and the tax bureau’s people have already arrived at the company for an inspection. I’m very sorry about today, but it’s an emergency, and I have to go back!”

Upon hearing this, Stanislaus Potter immediately understood what was going on.

Feigning surprise, he hurriedly asked, “Could it be that business on the west side of the city?”

“Exactly! That’s the one!”

Miguel Abbott, cunning as always, quickly agreed: “Mr. Potter, if I remember correctly, you have three properties in the west side of the city, could it be that…”

“Correct! If there’s trouble on the west side, I certainly can’t escape it!”

Stanislaus Potter sighed and looked at Zade Radcliffe with a guilty expression: “Old Master, today is just unfortunate. We thought everything was well arranged, and we planned to stay in Gonzalez City for a few days to have a good discussion with you. Who would have anticipated this situation…”

The two sang in perfect harmony, as if performing a duet.

“It’s alright, it’s alright! Business executives like yourselves are busy men and should take care of company matters first. Radcliffe here is always ready to welcome you at any time!”

Zade Radcliffe, having spent so long in the business world, naturally knew what was going on.

Although he felt a bit disappointed about the deal slipping away at the last moment, it was still good to meet the two executives and gain some goodwill.

“In that case, we’ll head back to the company to sort out the finances. We’ll discuss the date for the next inspection after we return.”

Stanislaus Potter shook hands with Zade Radcliffe once more.

“Until next time.”

Miguel Abbott swiftly boarded his car and dialed Julius Reed’s number.

“Mr. Reed, Mr. Potter and I are in the car, ready to head back to Five-river Province immediately.”

“Good! Don’t make a move against Zade Radcliffe for now. Let him and Otis savor the joy for a bit longer, as the saying goes, ‘The higher you fly, the harder you fall.’ As for the electronics company up north, keep them appeased for now, I’ll handle them when I have time.”

“Understood, I will follow all of Mr. Reed’s instructions.”

…

“They’ve really left?”

At the hospital entrance, Quella Radcliffe received a WeChat message from Dempsey Davenport.

It said that for some unknown reason, the two executives received a phone call just as they were about to enter the company’s gates and turned around and left.

They left together.

“Of course! Your husband is quite impressive, you know.”

Julius Reed stood up from the steps, patting the dust off his backside: “Your mom’s quality of life is really not bad, you should buy some of these fruits too when you go home.”

“Not going to the office?”

Quella Radcliffe blinked her eyes.

“Why go now that the main players have left? Let’s not clarify this matter with Zade and the others just yet, let them jump around for a few more days. I might need to leave for a few days, and you must stay at home during that time.”

Julius Reed sighed, took Quella Radcliffe’s hand as he walked her to the car, and reiterated, “Stay at home, it’s the safest place there.”

“When are you leaving?”

Quella Radcliffe was somewhat reluctant.

He had just returned, and now he was leaving again.

“Tomorrow, perhaps. The situation has been a bit tricky lately, and I need to look into one matter. If this trouble isn’t resolved, you could be in danger at any moment.”

Julius Reed took Quella Radcliffe’s hand, smiling as he spoke: “You’ve suffered with me by your side.”

Ever since his identity became clear, there had been a continuous stream of assassination attempts, and Quella had adapted through each one.

But this still made Julius Reed feel guilty inside.

“Then this afternoon, accompany Anna to her brother’s hotpot restaurant. If I leave, it might be dangerous for just the two of us to go.”

“Sure! I’ve been craving hotpot too.”

“Then I’ll give Anna a call, and we can head straight there. Now that you mention it, I’m hungry too.”

Quella Radcliffe showed a rare smile, pulling out her phone to call Anna Harris.

At one o’clock in the afternoon, Julius Reed picked up Anna Harris, and the three of them headed to the firepot restaurant together.

It was a firepot restaurant named Harris’s King Prawn.

But today, the shop was deserted, with only one car parked at the door.

“Anna, didn’t you say this place was booming? How come it looks deserted like a ghost town now?”

After getting out of the car, Quella Radcliffe saw that the neighboring shops were bustling, only Harris’s King Prawn was eerily quiet.

“That shouldn’t be! My brother told me that you have to make a reservation at this time, and even with a reservation, there might not be a spot available.”

Anna Harris also looked puzzled, glancing at the only car, she said, “That’s still my brother’s car. When I used to video chat with him, I had to either get up early or in the middle of the night; he never had time during the day. Today is just weird.”

“Maybe he knows you’re coming and cleared the place out for you,”

Julius Reed joked with a laugh, walking inside.

The firepot restaurant was deserted, and a young man at the reception quickly stood up to greet the guests.

“Brother!”

Anna Harris limped over.

“Anna!”

The young man was initially stunned, but as soon as he recognized that it was Anna Harris, he happily lifted her into a hug.

“My precious sister, you’ve finally come back! Why didn’t you tell me earlier, I was completely unprepared!”

Sergei Harris’s face was also brimming with a smile.

Their parents had divorced ten years ago and each started their own families. All of Anna Harris’s tuition fees over the years had been sponsored by Sergei Harris.

Fortunately, this firepot restaurant was quite profitable in Gonzalez City, with an annual income of over a million, which allowed Anna Harris the chance to study abroad and make four to five hundred thousand a year after graduating.

“Brother, why is it so slow today?”

Anna Harris looked around the room, where there were no waiters in sight.

But to say the business was bad, the room was clean and tidy, nothing like it had been deserted for a long time.

“No… nothing’s wrong, these two are your friends, right?”

Sergei Harris hemmed and hawed, and upon seeing Quella Radcliffe and Julius Reed, he quickly turned to get two bottles of soda.

“This is Quella Radcliffe, and this man is her husband, Julius Reed.”

Anna Harris said with a smile while introducing them.

“Julius Reed? Why does that sound so familiar?”

Sergei Harris tried hard to remember, but couldn’t recall where he had heard it.

“The well-known loser of Gonzalez City, the Radcliffe Family’s son-in-law!”

Julius Reed took the soda, grinning as he explained.

Three years ago, that wedding made quite the stir in Gonzalez City, the couple was mismatched, and even the lead wedding car got smashed.

“Ah, it’s you!”

Sergei Harris suddenly realized, but then he quickly scratched his head and said, “That’s all nonsense. From what I see, you look like a person of talent, you can’t be as bad as they say.”

“He’s a scumbag!”

Anna Harris muttered from the side, “Brother, we want to eat firepot.”

Harris’s King Prawn firepot was quite famous, and it was one of the things Anna Harris had to eat every time she returned to Gonzalez City.

“This…”

Upon hearing his sister’s words, Sergei Harris looked troubled.

“What’s wrong? He’s paying! It won’t be free!”

Anna Harris said teasingly, not believing her brother to be stingy.

“How about we go out to eat…”

Sergei Harris hesitated.

Bang!

At that moment, the glass door was kicked open.

“Sergei Harris, you still dare to keep your shop open? Didn’t I tell you if you don’t leave today, I’d smash up your place?”

With the shout, a group of thugs rushed into the firepot restaurant.