Chapter 40 - 39 Secretary_l
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Reilly Expressway.
This is the fastest route from the provincial capital to Gonzalez City, and it only takes two hours to get there from the Three Blade Group.
At this moment, a convoy was speeding on the expressway, driving over the speed limit the entire way.
âBoss, fortune really is on our side!â
In the Mercedes in the middle of the convoy, Julius Reed, the deputy manager of the headquarters of the Three Blade Group, said with a laugh. His face was brimming with joy.
Aron Jacksonâs power in Gonzalez City was too strong and severely hindered the development of the Three Blade Group.
He dreamt of removing this thorn!
Now that Aron Jackson had delivered himself to their doorstep, how could they not be pleased?
âIf heâs looking for death, he canât blame me for being impolite!â Maurice Yarrow sat in the back seat with his legs crossed.
Nobody wanted Aron Jackson dead more than he did!
âFor this feat, I suggest bringing Sonny Ridge back to headquarters to plan a new bar. The success of the Black Wind Bar can surely be replicated!â
Mitchell Pendleton, the strategist of the Three Blade Group, was very satisfied with Sonny Ridge. Removing the thorn that was Aron Jackson would surely make the Black Wind Barâs business in Gonzalez City boom!
In the last few days, they had planned to expand into other provinces, and opening bars was the top priority.
And Sonny Ridge had ample experience in this area, making him the ideal choice.
Just as they were discussing, Maurice Yarrowâs cell phone rang. âItâs a call from Sonny Ridge; they must have succeeded over there!â Maurice Yarrow smiled slightly and answered the phone.
âSonny Ridge, youâve made a significant contribution this time. Whatever you want, just say the word!â
âBoss⦠â
From the other end of the phone, Sonny Ridgeâs voice was nearly trembling.
âWhatâs the matter!â
The three people in the Mercedes were startled.
âMaurice Yarrow, right? Your guy lost fifty million in the bar, cheated at cards and tried to duck out on the debt â I took the liberty of taking him away! If you want him back, bring a ransom of two hundred million!â
The cold voice of a stranger came through, and the three peopleâs faces changed dramatically; their mood plummeted in an instant.
âAron Jackson!â
Maurice Yarrow nearly gnashed his teeth as he uttered the name!
âThis has nothing to do with Aron Jackson; Iâm just an ordinary customer. Your man reneged on his debts on your Three Blade Group turf â Iâm sure Boss Yarrow wonât just sit by and ignore it, right?â
Julius Reed leaned against the car, with Sonny Ridge bound in the passenger seat, his hands broken and writhing in pain.
âWhat on earth happened! Who are you!â
Maurice Yarrowâs corner of the mouth quivered uncontrollably, and his heart raced faster.
Beside him, Mitchell Pendleton and Julius Reed had similarly grim expressions on their faces.
Good news turned to bad news â who could stand it?
âBig brother, I lost fifty million gambling; itâs my faultâ¦â
Once again, the fear-filled voice of Sonny Ridge came from the phone. âThen why does he say itâs two hundred million!â
Maurice Yarrow took a deep breath, trying his best to stay calm.
Even though the other party said he didnât know Aron Jackson, Yarrow was sure Aron Jackson had something to do with this!
âPrincipal and interest. You didnât think thereâd be no interest, did you? Since Boss Yarrow runs a bar, havenât you heard of loan sharking?â Julius Reedâs leisurely voice came through.
âTomorrow night at six, West Lake Pier, four hundred million.â
âWasnât it two hundred million?â
Maurice Yarrowâs teeth gritted audibly!
âThe interest will naturally rise. If you want him alive, remember to bring the money on time.â
After saying this, Julius Reed hung up the phone and walked towards his house, opening the car door.
By now, the horizon was showing a glimmer of dawn.
Aron Jacksonâs people took Sonny Ridge and quietly disappeared into the darkness.
âMore trouble than theyâre worth!â
Inside the Mercedes, Maurice Yarrow crushed his cell phone in a fit of rage, his body trembling uncontrollably!
Early the next morning, Julius Reed pulled Quella Radcliffe along to work at the company.
Due to the enormity of the project and the significant amount of money involved, Quella Radcliffe made sure to personally oversee everything, ensuring that her first project in charge wouldnât encounter any mishaps.
âWhere did you go last night?â
Inside the car, Quella Radcliffe suddenly spoke up.
She hadnât slept at all the previous night, only resting after Julius Reed returned, which finally put her at ease.
At the moment, her eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, and she yawned all the way in the car.
âNothing, just had a drink with Sky Reed.â
Julius Reed said with a smile, his voice full of affection.
âReally?â
âOriginally, Sky Reed also suggested I fix up the car, but after we drank, he got tipsy and forgot all about it, even offered to give me the car.â
Julius Reed said casually, without changing his expression.
âWe canât just take other peopleâs things, why donât you give it back to him!â
Quella Radcliffe, accustomed to being strong, disliked it when others gossiped behind her back.
She had heard some of the rumors circulating in the past few days, with most people saying she got intimate with Sky Reed to land the position of project manager and even drove his Rolls-Royce.
While she wasnât bothered by the gossip, she couldnât ignore Julius Reedâs feelings.
But now it seemed that her husband didnât care in the least.
âItâs fine, no need for that.â
Julius Reed said with a faint smile, skillfully parking the car in front of the Radcliffe Group building.
The entire Titan Group belonged to him, not to mention a Rolls-Royce.
âLook, they came in Sky Reedâs car again!â
âHow shameless!â
âJulius Reed isnât acting like a man at all, look at him smiling as he steps out of the car!â
As the couple entered the company building, some of the employees began to gossip.
Without even thinking about it, it was obvious that the rumors were spread by
Otis Radcliffe and Tess Radcliffe.
Especially Otis Radcliffe, who, after losing the position of project manager to Quella Radcliffe, had been trying all means to bring about her downfall.
Arriving at the elevator entrance, a security guard stepped up to block Julius
Reed.
âSir, you are not an employee of the company, and according to Radcliffe Group policy, you are not allowed inside the company!â
The security guard stood with his hands behind his back, blocking Julius Reedâs path, his eyes filled with contempt.
He had always looked down on Julius Reedâs behavior, and after being entrusted by Otis Radcliffe, he was even more determined to take Julius Reed down a peg!
âYouâ¦â
Quella Radcliffe couldnât help but frown.
Even a mere company security guard dares to gesture and criticize her husband?
âPresident Radcliffe, even if you are the project manager, that doesnât mean you can break the companyâs rules, does it?â
Just then, Otis Radcliffe came over with a beaming smile. He immediately pinned the hat of favoritism on Quella Radcliffe.
âIâm her secretary now.â
Seeing Otis Radcliffe appear, Julius Reed instantly understood.
Without the General Manager of Radcliffe Groupâs instruction, how could a mere security guard dare to act like this?
âHa! When did this happen? As the general manager, why am I completely unaware?â
Otis Radcliffe sneered coldly. âNow! â
Quella Radcliffe spoke up firmly.
âFrom now on, Julius Reed is my secretary! President Radcliffe, donât tell me that as a project manager, I donât even have this bit of authority?â âOr is it that my title as project manager is just a courtesy title given by you
âOtis, you really have some nerve!â