Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 1277

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.

choice, they signed the

his gun.

"Yes, sir."

bodyguards escorted the trembling shareholders

the blood-stained floor. "Isn't

Adler added seriously, "But it's way better than

deep breath. "Let's go

"Alright!"

pulled out his phone, suddenly noticing the dozens of missed

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

up on the second-floor hallway, Jenna had been calling Adler repeatedly with no response. Frustrated, she stomped her foot. "That Adler, if he's not gonna use his phone, he might

on her way back, right? She

door to the Burke

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 on canes, seated on the main

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