“Young Master, it’ll cost you 18 billion to buy Arc de Triumph as there are 50 branches throughout the entire country.” On the other side of the line stood George before the floor-to-ceiling window. He was reading off the data report in his hand. His secretary had gotten him a full list of Arc de Triumph’s assets and financial statements pretty much the moment Philip asked. “I don’t care how many billions it costs, I want it bought.” Philip Clarke sounded evidently annoyed. “Very well, Young Master,” George replied and made another call. Instantly, numerous direct calls were made from Riverdale to Arc de Triumph’s headquarters in Capital City. That night, a mysterious force began to operate secretly in Riverdale and Capital City. By the side, Wesley stared coldly at Philip and mocked. “Oh? It has been so long since we met. I see your ability to lie through your teeth has gotten better. Purchasing Arc de Triumph? What a bold statement to make.”

‘Who does he think he is, buying Arc de Triumph like it’s no big deal! ‘Is he even aware of Arc de Triumph’s market price? ‘20 billion! ‘Putting up a cool front now, are you? Hah. As if you’re the only one who knows how.

now have 100 percent of all the shares, and therefore absolute authority.” “Very well. Good job,” Philip Clarke replied calmly. If anything, George Thomas was an efficient man. “Oh, and have their head come here now,” Philip Clarke said. Watching Philip converse with someone cryptically over the phone, Wesley sneered. “Oh? Quite the show you’ve put on here. So who did you call? You want to buy Arc de Triumph, don’t you? Go on, do it in front of me right now. The moment you purchase Arc de Triumph, I’ll bow and prostrate to you, Philip Clarke.” ‘Just this Arc de Triumph branch in Riverdale itself costs around 200 million. ‘Let alone the headquarters of the group itself costing 20 billion! ‘And now you’re purchasing the entirety of Arc de Triumph?’ At the same time, George had made a direct phone call with the head of Riverdale’s branch. “Hey, Mr. Thomas! This is the first time you’ve called me. How can I help you?” From the other end of the line sounded a polite and mellow tone of a middle-aged man. “Mr. Yeager, our young master is currently at your hotel. He has requested your presence and hopes to see you in five minutes.” Hearing him, Zayn Yeager jolted awake.

so, Zayn Yeager hung up and made a dash

who was still

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