Chapter 394: 394 GoodbyeNICALL
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
âHow could this be possible!â
Bran Cook lay on the ground covering his face, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He and so many business owners had failed to come to an agreement, yet Quella Radcliffe, a person on the brink of bankruptcy, had actually succeeded?
If it werenât for the fact that he knew the Willson Groupâs representative in Gonzalez City, Bran Cook would really suspect that this whole thing was a scam.
Looking at the person in black standing in front of him, he felt a chill down his spine.
The Willson Group really was domineering, resorting to violence at the slightest disagreement!
But even after being beaten up like this, he couldnât utter a word of protest.
Who could blame them, with their wealth and power?
Moreover, now that the Willson Group had agreed to join the business alliance, if he continued to antagonize the people from the Willson Group, he was afraid he would incur the anger of the Gonzalez City business owners present.
âWe welcome the Willson Group to join us. Today, in front of everyone here, I promise you that within three yearsâ¦â
âYoung Master Cook, what business is it of yours? You should be fulfilling the bet now, apologize! Kneel and apologize!â
Julius Reed interrupted Bran Cookâs speech from below the stage, folding his arms and looking at him coldly.
Hisss!
The people present inhaled a breath of cold air.
Julius Reed was wearing glasses today, making it hard for anyone to recognize him.
More importantly, no one was going to pay attention to the Radcliffe familyâs good-for-nothing, live-in son-in-law.
Just today, he was being so assertive that anyone who could connect him with the wimp that was rumored to only do the cooking and laundry would be called an idiot.
âWho is this guy? Daring to talk to Bran Cook like this? Is he tired of living or what?â
âI know this person, he was the one who destroyed Bran Cookâs stage last night, seems to be Quella Radcliffeâs new boyfriend.â
âCould he be some young master from the capital, or perhaps someone with significant status from somewhere else?â
Business owners speculated wildly, while many of the second-generation rich who had attended the gathering the previous night recognized Julius Reed and began telling their parents about the events that had unfolded.
âThis guy is so tough? He didnât get beaten to death yesterday?â
Upon hearing about last nightâs events, many business owners started looking at Julius Reed differently.
Ever since Jaxen Brandon died, the title of Gonzalez Cityâs number one young master had actually fallen onto Bran Cookâs head.
This favored son who had returned from overseas first started a business in the capital, made a fortune, and made quite a few friends.
Returning with the influence of the capital behind him, and with ambitious plans, he was intent on making a splash in Gonzalez City.
But this young man with no family background to speak of, had humiliated Bran Cook in such a manner?
What emboldened him?
âI heard Itai Huntington has taken a liking to him, he might be Itai Huntingtonâsâ¦â
âYou canât just say things like that! If that âBlack Widowâ hears it, youâre in for it!â
Many people would involuntarily shudder at the mention of Itai Huntington.
It seemed this young guyâs arrogance was all because of Itai Huntingtonâs backing.
But Quella Radcliffeâ¦
Their gaze towards Julius Reed had already begun to change.
However, Bran Cook below the stage was already clenching his fists tight.
He couldnât kneel!
If he knelt voluntarily, his life in Gonzalez City would be completely ruined.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
How would he command authority in the presence of these business owners in the future?
âI heard this bet too,â
The Willson Groupâs representational in Gonzalez City, Haiden Leopold, watched Bran Cook with a smile, âIf Young Master Cook goes back on his word, and if this gets back to the higher-ups in the Willson Group, we canât be sure this contract will still be valid.â
He paused, then turned to the business owners of Gonzalez City, âIn business, itâs character that counts! If someone doesnât have integrity, who would dare do business with him?â
After he spoke, those present began whispering and discussing among themselves.
âWhat a pity it would be if the project we finally got our hands on got ruined because of this!â
âRight! Young Master Cook doesnât seem like someone who canât accept a loss!â
âStop talking, having the Willson Group give us this opportunity is a huge stroke of luck! But this opportunity⦠oh!â
In the face of profit, no one cared about Bran Cookâs dignity.
People are selfish by nature.
âFine! I, Bran Cook, have the courage to accept responsibility for my actions!â
Thud!
Under everyoneâs gaze, Bran Cook kneeled straight in front of Quella Radcliffe.
If he hadnât knelt then, itâs likely that those present would have forced him to!
It was the trend of things, he had lost.
Utterly defeated!
âI apologize to you!â
He took a deep breath, his fists clenched tightly, teeth grinding noisily.
âClang!â
Just then, the previously solemn atmosphere was shattered by a clear ringing sound.
Julius Reed, from who knows where, had managed to toss a coin to land precisely in front of Bran Cook.
âNot much money, just a little something.â
He chuckled, leaving Bran Cookâs face seething with anger!
âSee ya!â
Julius Reed, holding Quella Radcliffeâs hand, strutted out of the private club.
With this deal sealed, the Radcliffe Groupâs entry into the alliance had been a matter of course.
No matter how much Bran Cook hated it, he couldnât change this fact.
When the time came to elect the chairman, Julius Reed only had to meddle a bit to push Quella into the position.
Once Quella became the spokesperson for the alliance, those in Gonzalez City who had kicked her when she was down naturally had to show their loyalty.
The crisis facing the Radcliffe Group would naturally resolve itself.
âJulius, do you know? During the negotiation, I didnât say anything and they agreed, just like a dream.â
Quella Radcliffe was walking down the street, still not recovered from the shock of it all.
It was just too unbelievable.
âI told you, a friend of a friend of my friend has a lot of say in that company. You married into wealth, youâve hit the jackpot,â Julius Reed joked.
The friend of a friend of his friend was actually himselfâ¦
This was something Julius Reed would never admit to his death.
âHey, gorgeous. Can I discuss something with you?â
Just then, a very flamboyantly dressed girl with a dog approached Quella Radcliffe.
âWhat is it?â
Quella Radcliffe asked, a bit puzzled.
She didnât seem to recognize this woman at all!
âThe dogâs for you, your boyfriendâs for me!â
The girl shoved the dog leash into Quella Radcliffeâs hand and grabbed Julius Reedâs hand, trying to run off.
At the same time, the keenly perceptive Julius Reed noticed a man not far away filming with his phone.
âScrew you!â
Julius Reed stood his ground, executing a crisp judo throw, slamming the girl hard onto the ground!
Thud!
âOuch! It hurts so bad! Ahhh! My leg⦠my buttâ¦â
The girl lay on the ground, wailing in pain.
The asphalt road surface, combined with Julius Reedâs immense strength, almost made the woman spill her guts then and there.
The Teddy dog that Quella Radcliffe was holding got scared and began barking.
Bang!
Julius Reed kicked, sending the Teddy flying into the bushes.
âGo home!â
He dusted off his hands, a relaxed expression on his face as he pulled Quella Radcliffe toward his house.
âStop right there!â
Just at that moment, the man who was filming walked over, blocking their way: âWhy did you hurt my girlfriend?â