Lord Protector Novel

Jacob carefully put away the contract and glared at Zeke. “You’re no longer Reagan Pharmaceutical’s shareholder now. Please leave.”

“We’re having a celebration feast, and an outsider isn’t invited.”

Zeke wordlessly crossed his arms in front of his chest with a smile on his face.

The loser shouldn’t argue, we have no need to stick around anymore. Susan felt embarrassed as she pulled on Zeke’s arm to leave.

But he stopped her. “We can’t leave yet, Susan. Or else we’ll miss a good show.”

“What good show?” she asked curiously.

Jacob stared angrily at him. “If you’re looking for a show, you should go to the cinema then. There’s no good show for you to watch here.”

“Jacob, since you’re the major shareholder now, are you going to settle the debt with me right here?” Caleb suddenly voiced out.

Jacob laughed. “Of course, Caleb. I’ll pay you exactly two billion.”

Caleb shook his head. “No. The total amount plus the principal and interest is 2.5 billion.”

Jacob was a little confused. How and when did it become 2.5 billion?

Didn’t we agree only to pay the principal after I take his equity? Why is he also asking for interest?

He thought about it for a while. Maybe he’s doing this because Zeke’s here.

He concluded that was the truth, so he agreed, “No problem. 2.5 billion then.”

He looked at the gang of suppliers and distributors. “Gentlemen, I need money urgently. Who has spare money now? Can anyone lend me so I can pay for the loan?”

He had already ‘repaid’ the two billion to these distributors and suppliers.

Of course, the term ‘temporary custody’ would be more suitable when it comes to the two billion that Jacob has ‘repaid’.

This was because they had agreed beforehand that they’d return the two billion as soon as Jacob got the equity.

The distributors and suppliers ‘generously’ agreed to lend him money on the spot.

They fished out their phones to call their subordinates to send them the money.

“Ms. Winnie, please send me the three hundred million I got from Reagan Pharmaceutical to me right now. It’s urgent,” said Walter Hendrix, one of the representatives of the suppliers.

“W-what? We’ve been robbed? All three hundred million were stolen?”

“Damn! How is this possible?”

At the same time, the other suppliers and distributors that were present had also begun to shout.

“Say what?! our money is also stolen?”

“The payment from Reagan Pharmaceutical is gone?

“Quick, go check if other stuffs like bills and whatnot have been stolen as well!”

“Huh? The others are still in place? Only the payment is stolen?”

Jacob’s face instantly darkened. “What the hell is going on?” he asked impatiently.

Walter Hendrix was sweating profusely. “Mr. Jacob, the three hundred million that I planned to lend you have been stolen.”