Chapter 292 I Am Well After driving Sapphire away, Queenie turned on the shower in tears. She scrubbed her body incessantly with a bath sponge, all the while cursing, âF*ck! Finnegan, you wonât meet a good end!â
She even took the toothbrush from the washbasin, squeezed a lot of toothpaste on it, and said, âI wonât let you off, b*stard! You son of a b*tch!â
After washing for more than ten minutes, Queenie finally stopped.
Yet, the tears still wouldnât stop. âFinnegan!â
Although she didnât lose her body in the past half hour, it felt almost as if she had.
Often, she was compelled to do as she was told because of the recording in Finneganâs possession.
That made her feel increasingly stifled, her delicate features contorting in frustration. âJust you wait! Iâm not someone to be tricked with!â
Suppressing the frustration and anger within, she left the bathroom, got dressed, and went to her parentsâ
room.
Millicent and Timothy were both present.
Seeing her come in with swollen red eyes and a desolate expression, Millicent quickly asked, âQueenie, whatâs going on? Why did your mom say youâve been crying and that youâre emotionally distraught?â
Queenie wanted to cry.
But in the end, she held back, replying without any expression, âFinnegan has never believed that your apologies were sincere from the start. He has been on guard ever since he arrived at the Zimmerman residence. Even his drunkenness was feigned. The moment I entered the room, he stopped me.â
Millicentâs face slightly changed when she heard that. âFinnegan was pretending to be drunk, and he knows everything?â
Sapphire then asked, âIf Finnegan was just pretending, then why didnât you come out for over half an hour? Were you just sitting naked in the bathroom the whole time?â
Queenieâs heart broke when she heard that.
However, she was too ashamed to admit that Finnegan had his way with her. She said, âFinnegan started recording on his phone before I entered the room. If itâs made public, Grandpa will definitely not let us off the hook. So, I gave in and, as per his instructions, sat in the bathroom under cold water for half an hour as a lesson.â
Under-normal circumstances, Millicent and others would certainly be able to tell that Queenie was not telling the truth.
However, everyoneâs attention was focused on the unsuccessful plan, so no one noticed that there was something off about Queenieâs tone.
Timothy slammed his fist into the pillow. âDâmn it! Finnegan is so cunning. If I had known he was faking it, I would have definitely given him a good beating when he left.â
âAll right. You wouldnât stand a chance if it really came to a fight.â Bishop snorted. âMom, what should we do now? That guy has a recording. It would be disastrous if Dad heard it! Moreover, after tonightâs incident, Finnegan will trust us even less. It will be even harder to plan something like this against him next time.â
Millicent sighed lightly. âItâs not just more difficult. Itâs completely impossible now.â
Upon hearing this, Bishop anxiously asked, âWhat should we do, then? Are we just going to watch as Dad hands over the entire Zimmerman family and Firebird Group to Patrick?â
With a throbbing headache, Millicent couldnât think of a better solution at the moment.
However, she still tried to comfort Bishop and his family as much as possible. âDonât worry. Your father probably wants to announce it on the companyâs forty-eighth anniversary. We still have a chance before that.â
With that, she added, âBut keep your actions subtle, especially when it comes to dealing with Patrickâs family. We donât want to provoke Finnegan into releasing that recording. If he does, weâll all be in trouble. Think of another way to handle it, Queenie. If you canât take down Finnegan, at least destroy that recording. Otherwise, even if he just gives the recording to Bernice, I wonât be able to help you!â
Queenie absentmindedly nodded.
It seemed that Millicent didnât notice her peculiarity. She turned to Sapphire and instructed, âWait a bit before you tell Bernice that Finnegan has left. But be careful not to arouse her suspicion. Just say that Finnegan left on his own after sobering up.â
âOkayâ
With the recording in his possession, Finnegan didnât dwell on Queenieâs matter after leaving the Zimmerman residence. He took a cab to the Sable familyâs garden.
The legal team that Alisha hired had already finalized all the details of the transfer.
Afterward, Alisha simply explained it to Finnegan.
All that was needed was for Finnegan to sign the few contracts that Reginald had already stamped and signed.
Just like that, he could immediately gain control of thirty-five percent of the shares in Regi Group and one hundred percent of the control rights.
However, Finnegan wasnât particularly interested in that. All he wanted was to ensure that the Sable family could no longer pose a threat to him.
Seeing Finnegan swiftly signing his name, Reginaldâs heart was trembling, bleeding.
The moment Finnegan signed his name, it signified the collapse of decades of his hard work.
Yet, being at the mercy of Finnegan, Reginald dared not reveal the slightest hint of his feelings.
After signing the documents, Finnegan tossed the pen aside. âVixen, see these lawyers out.â
Knowing that Finnegan wanted her to caution the lawyers not to speak recklessly, Alisha nodded and led a few of the Wahlstrom familyâs elites to escort the lawyers out.
At this moment, Reginaldâs voice trembled as he said, âCan the people be evacuated now? Can Mike be taken to the hospital?â
With a cold laugh, Finnegan asked, âYou seem dissatisfied. Whyâs that?â
Devastated, Reginald retorted, âIf it were you, would you accept it?â
Reginald had just given up ninety percent of the assets willingly.
He was naturally dissatisfied.
Finnegan laughed nonchalantly. âItâs fine. Even if youâre not satisfied, you can only hold it in. Otherwise, I wonât mind kicking your family out of the game and swallowing up the last two percent of your shares.â
Reginaldâs face stiffened.
If that final two percent were to be swallowed up by Finnegan, then it would truly be the end for the Sable family.
Finnegan patted his shoulder and said, âSo, stop being emotional with me. Expect more from me, okay? After all, if Iâm doing well, you all will be doing well too!â
Since the Sable family, with only two percent of the shares left, had lost their say in Regi Group, they could only rely on Finnegan.
All would be well when Finnegan was well. If Finnegan were to fall, the Sable family would also face misfortune.
Naturally, Reginald understood this principle. He couldnât help but let out a bitter laugh. âWho would have thought that my prestigious Sable family would fall to the point of needing to rely on others for survival?â
âYouâll get used to it gradually.â
With a playful smile, Finnegan pulled out his phone and dialed Mandyâs number right in front of Reginald.
When the call connected, Finnegan said, âInform the Miles and Haimowitz families that, starting from today, cease all actions against Regi Group. Resume cooperation with Regi Group and ensure smooth upstream and downstream operations.â
He then dialed Stephenâs number. âCould you please ask all departments to withdraw their warnings and ultimatums against Regi Group and eliminate any negative impact?â
Finally, under Reginaldâs astonished gaze, Finnegan dialed a number from Durbaine. âPlease relay a message to Mr. Darius Hicks. Ask him to issue a statement in the name of Loang Medical Council first thing tomorrow morning. The statement should say that Regi Groupâs initial intention of providing free medical care is commendable, but it may lead many patients to seek cheap treatment and miss the best time for treatment. Demand that it be stopped. Regardless, I only have one stance. While putting a stop to free medical treatment, it should not bring any negative impact to Regi Group.â
After finishing his words, Finnegan hung up the phone |||
Finally, Reginald couldnât help but ask, âWho exactly are you? How come you can directly make Mr.
Darius Hicks listen to you?â