From A Prisoner To A Big Short’s Inheritor

Chapter 22

was where they would meet the people from the Bellamy Group

after arriving at the gate of the manor, they parked the cars aside.

Everyone got out of the car and walked into the manor.

Besides Collen, Gracia also brought more than twenty bodyguards and her assistant. And they looked mighty.

“Bellamy Group often dominates the market. They may have no good intentions of taking the initiative to ask us to come here. We will all rely on you when we’re facing them. Mr. Smith”

Colden said with a smile. “You can rest assured. Ms. Moreno. With me here, they wouldn’t be able to do anything to us, no matter how many people they have.”

The smug look on Colden’s face was hard to disguise,

He had been famous in Newden City for many years, and his reputation had even spread throughout the country, so he didn’t care about those ruffians.

Hearing what Colden said, Gracia suddenly felt confident.

As soon as they stepped into the gate, some bodyguards who were chatting noticed them.

A tall and thin young man with tattoos shouted, “Are you from Santos Group?”

Gracia nodded. “Yes. We’re here to see Mr. Bellamy.”

The young man nodded and looked at Gracia back and forth unscrupulously. He then said. “Mr. Bellamy is waiting for you

inside.”

After saying that, he yelled to the inside again.

“The people from Santos Group are here.”

The next moment, there were more than 20 vicious people came out from all directions.

Gracia was a girl, but she was quite courageous at the moment.

She just ignored these people directly and strode inside.

In the manor, there was a gazebo.

And on the gazebo, there were two cane chairs and a coffee table with a pot of brewed coffee on it.

A fat middle–aged man was smoking a cigar and drinking coffee.

A tall woman in a dress next to him was pouring him another cup of coffee carefully.

On the 150–foot–long path leading to the gazebo, more than 30 bodyguards in suits and leather shoes stood.

Their hands were crossed on the belly, and their muscular bodies showed a solemn murderous look.

opposite the fat man was empty. It was obviously prepared for Gracia who came to negotiate. Gracia showed up on

well–informed, she couldn’t help frowning

of the bodyguards behind Gracia

just saw this kind of

his eyes, thinking that Bellamy Group was quite good

Colden was still

you are, Ms.

smiled slightly, and the fat on

to

be clear about my purpose

to undertake the project of the south commercial street,” the fat man

a smile, “Mr. Bellamy, the quotation of your group was too high during the bidding,

time. You can’t let our Santos Group breach contract. If we break the contract, we have to pay high liquidated damages. What’s more, honesty is

“Ms Moreno, I thought you came here today with sincerity. If you are still going to talk like this, there would be

don’t give this project to Bellamy Group, you won’t be able to build

money you will lose due to the two–year delay? I think you are a clever

into the coffee cup. His posture

situation

Santos Group is

was a little

can take a look at it and

you that the project has already been contracted out, and I can’t give it to Bellamy Group

stubborn, Ms. Moreno, If you don’t sign the contract, you will not be

and tapped

Gracia’s expression became

had no good intentions, and sure

you mean, Mr.

It’s just my buddies are

they may do something bad

You won’t

you think that I won’t do some preparations since I dare to come to the meeting today? Let me see how you

the quarrel was open, Gracia

and said to Colden. “Mr. Smith, let’s fight a way

Burgring, and I’m going to fight a way out for Ms. Moreno. If anyone stands in

Colden was

famous.

Ansel

“Do

you

get you out of here? Gracia, if you can walk out of this yard today, Bellamy Group

already stepped forward and knocked down a rushed–up

the next moment, he

he was hit by a swinging stick in the back, and he

Gracia became

you’re still playing the same tricks in the past. You may be able to beat one or two at a time, but can you beat thirty? Do you think my subordinates are all

a cold