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."

the

at the blood-stained floor. "Isn't

added seriously, "But it's way

breath. "Let's go home. Everything here

"Alright!"

noticing the dozens of missed calls-all

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

on the second-floor hallway, Jenna had

response. Frustrated,

might as well smash it!

on her way back,

to the

the heavy, oppressive atmosphere in

was filled with business tycoons in sharp suits. At the center were two elderly figures from the Aldridge family, both over sixty and leaning on canes, seated on

them from the list Gordon had given her

were the giants of the Devonport business

them was Kevin, a senior figure from a branch of the

brother to the patriarch,