The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 77

Hearing that, Samuel froze in shock! ‘There has been a transfer of Arc de Triumph’s shares! ‘Amounting to 20 billion! ‘So Zayn Yeager was speaking the truth when he called just now? ‘All 100 percent of the shares? ‘No way!

whole 20 billion! ‘Who the f*ck swallowed the entire Arc de Triumph in one gulp? ‘Not even those on the Orienta’s list of millionaires can buy it all in one

anyway. “Master Clarke,

companies of yours are close to declaring bankruptcy, aren’t they? If my memory serves me right, you’ve just received a Series A angel round right? And now you’re planning for a Series B worth 100 million? What a shame it would be should they end up bankrupt.” Philip said calmly with a smile. In his other hand was his own phone detailed with everything George had sent over concerning Samuel Warren. From the moment he was born to his work experiences to the companies under his name and how they were fending, everything was there, written clearly in black and white. Samuel shivered and his eyebrow twitched. “Mr. Clarke, they say you never know someone ‘till you’ve fought them, but I don’t think there’s a need for that now is there? You’re at Arc de Triumph, aren’t you? I’ll be there shortly.” ‘End up bankrupt? ‘What a bold claim this Mr. Clarke has made. ‘To know of my angel round and the investment in markets overseas? ‘And yet...’ Philip huffed a breath of laughter. “I don’t have all the time in the world, Mr. Warren. How about we do it this way? You have half an hour to consider my proposal. If you’ve thought it through well, then you’ll sell me your company. If not, then I suppose you can just wait to declare bankruptcy.” Philip was nothing if not calm. That only lead to Samuel becoming more agitated and restless. “Is this some sort of bad joke, Mr. Clarke?” Samuel chuckled suddenly. He refused to believe that one man would have the power to influence his angel round investment and financing corporations overseas. “I’ve never been one to tell jokes. You have half an hour to think about whether you’ll sell or if you’ll declare bankruptcy. Your choice.” Philip said in a steady tone and hung up the phone. He was not interested in unnecessary chit-chatting with Samuel Warren. His choices had been presented before him. Philip’s only goal was simple. All he wanted was for Wesley to understand that not everyone was for him to play with for his entertainment! Philip was aware that he might have taken it a little too far today. With that being said, he was fine with it. After all, it was not a pleasant feeling to be constantly picked