Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

Colby wiped the barrel of his gun and turned to the person next to him. "Clean it up."

"Yes, Mr. Colby."

A few bodyguards moved in to deal with Johns' body, while the shareholders who had backed Johns started trembling with fear.

Colby leaned back in his office chair, looking at the row of shareholders standing before him. His voice was cold as ice. "You have two choices: sell your shares to me, or... end up like him." The shareholders exchanged terrified glances, shaking like leaves.

"We... we willingly give up our shares in Costello Corporation!"

"Yes... we willingly... willingly surrender our shares!"

Despite the air conditioning set at a cool 68°F, the shareholders were drenched in sweat.

Colby gave his lawyer a signal, and the lawyer stepped forward, handing over the share transfer agreements.

With no other choice, they signed the agreements and left their fingerprints.

Colby holstered his gun. "Gentlemen, please leave."

"Yes, sir."

bodyguards escorted the trembling shareholders

floor. "Isn't this a bit too

seriously, "But it's way

breath. "Let's

"Alright!"

his phone, suddenly noticing the dozens of missed calls-all from

sank. This is bad! His phone had been on silent, and he hadn't answered a single

up on the second-floor hallway, Jenna had

no response.

he might as well smash it! Keeping it like a brick! At

Jenna," Angelo tried to soothe her. "Sophie is on her way back, right? She should be

the door to the Burke

and immediately felt the heavy, oppressive atmosphere in

sharp suits. At the center were two elderly figures from the Aldridge family, both over sixty and leaning

recognized them from the list Gordon had given

the Devonport business scene thirty

was Kevin, a senior figure from a branch of

was Christian, a sworn brother to the patriarch, also