The short old man had a dismayed look on his face, looking as though he would rather be dead than alive. Decades of hard, bitter work had been destroyed in that instance, it was tantamount to shattering all his dreams
and courage. He lay on the ground, looking up at the ceiling. Only desperate, incoherent mutterings remained
in his mouth. It wasn’t anything being said in English either, but Japanese. Alex took a few steps forward and grabbed the short old man. “Waltz, I’ll be taking away this guy to ask a few
questions.
I’ll leave you to handle the rest of the matter here! If anyone dares to oppose you being the CEO,
just kill them!” He waved his hand, and the Stake of Exorcism that had embedded into the wall earlier came back to the palm
of his hand with a whoosh. Until this moment, only did many people come to their senses and realize that Alex was the one who shattered
the mysterious black knife controlled by the short old man and turned the tables. Otherwise, the owner of
Thousand Miles really would have changed hands today. Alex took the short old man and left the inner hall. During this time, he didn’t even bother sparing Frank a
glance at all. Originally, the reason he had planted the parasitic disease in Frank at the time was for the convenience of

Thousand Miles to annex Valtameri Co. Now, it had been done early and Valtameri Group only had a few
insignificant business left in California that Thousand Miles wouldn’t take even if they were offered. So, Alex
wasn’t concerned whether Frank was alive or dead at all.
However, this Master Miyagi had slightly caught his interest. ***
In the inner hall, Jerry was relieved again as his life was once again assured without the mysterious black knife
at his neck. He hurriedly got off the ground. However, everyone’s eyes in the room looked at him with unkind intention. “What? Why are all of you looking at me like that?” Jerry shouted angrily, and five to six people stood up. Zane Zeigler rushed over. “Jerry Jackson, you damn son of a b*tch, how dare you kidnap my daughter? Hurry
up and let her go.”
Jerry pushed him away. “What is with your crazy shouting? Your daughter is not dead yet!” Having said that, he turned to Waltz and forced a smile on his face and said, “Cough, cough. Waltz, Uncle
thought about it carefully just now. It’s more appropriate for you to be the CEO of Thousand Miles
Conglomerate. I’m already old, and my mind is not as sharp as it used to be. I hope you won’t be offended
about the matter just now and let it go.
From now on, this old man will do his best to support you, and become
your right hand and legs.” He could still read the situation. If he were to get entangled in the position of CEO right now, he would have been befuddled and lose his
conscience, and that would be equivalent to digging his own grave!
So, he quickly changed his attitude.
However, Waltz sneered, “My right hand and legs? Are you even qualified to do so?”
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