Chapter 117

During the dinner, Wasyl took the chance and asked, "Grandpa Reg, have the Stones gotten the collaboration deal between Celena and the Max Group?"

Reginald was extremely excited at the mention of the collaboration with the Max Group. He smiled and said, "Of course! Celena has nothing to do with it at all. How can she collaborate with the Max Group? At the end of the day, she'll still have to rely on us."

"That's great. I have an idea, Grandpa Reg. Both the Abbotts and the Stones have gotten some collaboration deals with the Max Group. Why don't both our families join hands, become partners, and grow together? Wouldn't it be better for us to grow in a win-win situation?" Wasyl suggested with a broad smile.

Reginald was very excited after he heard about it. He had the same idea. He just could not find the right time to bring it up to Wasyl.

After Wasyl suggested on his own, Reginald immediately said, "Great minds think alike. If the Abbott Group and the Stone Group join hands, then we'll definitely have a place in Drunham City in the future no matter what.

Cheryl got anxious as she listened to their discussion, so she took the chance to nudge Wasyl's calf under the table gently.

know that Celena has no clue about anything ever since she had been out of the Stone family for seven years. It's not suitable for her to handle the collaboration between the Stone family and the Max Group. Why don't

gave it a thought. After that, he smiled and said, "Of course! What does Celena know? I was going to let Cheryl be fully in

collaboration between our

was also beaming as she sat next to them. She kept screaming in her head, 'Celena! So what if you got the collaboration with the Max Group? You're just doing me a favor in the

panic while stumbling. He even tripped as he entered the door and fell hard,

in? This is unacceptable! What's the matter that

the floor. With a pale face, he looked at Reginald and said, "Bad news, sir. A military truck from the garrison of Drunham City is at our door!

upset. It was supposed to be a nice family dinner, yet troubles kept

became even more frosty as he said, "Why are you stuttering? Out with it! I won't let you off the hook

deliver the invitations. It's a whole truck full of them," said the butler. His face was as white as a sheet. He was wiping off the

They looked

What was going on?

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