Can’t Win Me Back by Ginger Sue

The Ivory Group was facing troubles both internally and externally. They were like a cat on a hot tin roof. Marc's right hand, Nathan, had been arrested, and Colene had gone to take charge of the gang.

Matilda was the only person he had left by his side.

Marc took a deep breath. His gaze was gloomy. He studied Jameson's arrogant face and the mysterious intention in those eyes behind his gold-framed glasses.

Matilda had seen all kinds of crafty people after being by Marc's side for so many years. Jameson was giving off an air of wild ambition and murderous intent. She had a feeling that Jameson wasn't here for a friendly visit.

"You don't look too good, Mr. Waters. I can see that you are very sick." Carl had already moved a chair over for Jameson without waiting for Marc's prompt. Jameson then helped himself and sat down elegantly.

His attitude was arrogant and condescending. He wasn't here to pay a hospital visit. He was here to challenge him! Matilda was enraged. She was about to speak up when Marc said, "Mr. Schmidt, if you chere to visit me, you've seen me. Can you leave now?" His gaze was frigid.

"Don't be impatient, Mr. Waters." Jameson leaned back and crossed his legs. In a calm tone, he explained, "Coming to visit you is just one part of it. My main purpose for coming is to talk business with you." "You and I... We have nothing to talk about!" Marc was starting to feel weak. "Show him the way out, Matsy!" "I want to acquire The Ivory Group." With a cold smirk on his face, Jameson went straight to the point and revealed his ambition. He was highly conceited! "What... What did you say?" Marc burned with anger, and his pale face flushed red.

endless help from behind the scenes all these years. He had pumped in a total of over 300 million dollars to

here to covet The Ivory? How could he put up with this? If he did, it was equivalent to having this son of a bitch trample all over him! Marc chuckled. "It isn't tfor bed yet, but you're already in dreamland, Mr. Schmidt?" Marc's eyes were filled with fury, and his body trembled. "The Ivory is not a listed company. So, you cannot simply acquire Ivory Group as you wish. I disagree with this, so just forget about it!" "That's true. That's why I visited, especially to discuss this matter with you." Jameson pushed back his glasses

I have officially taken over Schmidt Group. Half of Solana City belongs to me, and the

should be mindful of whose side 'ou're on Otherwise, I will compete vith you on the business side hings and have the authorities visit our territories every other day. Do ou think that the business dealings ox it The Ivory would

him with a stack of checks. Jameson smiled and said "With this amount of your treatments. Not only thatmoney, you will have enough they will be enough for you and your wife tedive comfortably for the rest of your life. "If you miss out

as he received the check in his

delight didn't last for long. Marc tore his check worth hundreds of

sold off to someone else, it will never be sold to you!" Marc's eyes bulged with anger. He flung the shreds of paper at Jameson, and they fell to the ground. "Take your filthy money and scram!" Carl glared at him. He was about to charge at him when Jameson lifted his hand calmly and stopped him. "If this is your response, I shall use a different approach with you." He narrowed his eyes and gave him a half-smile. "If you agree to sell The Ivory to me, I can guarantee that your adopted son, Mr. Nathan, gets through

prosecuted for murder. If he's lucky, he'd get a death sentence. If he's not, he would be sentenced

to me, I will make sure he's returned to you. Once you sign the transfer agreement, I promise Mr. Nathan will return to your side in one piece within a week." Marc was aghast. His

subordinate. But deep down, he had been treating him like