Chapter 1739

“A slap, you say?” Mitchel said with a sneer.

He then withdrew a thick wad of cash from his wallet and slapped Mr.

Barker across the face with it.

“Consider this the payment for a couple more slaps.

With that, he took Marlowe’s hand and led her away.

Mr.

Barker stood frozen in place, his anger boiling over as he violently smashed everything within his grasp.

His friends, who were still lingering in the room, rushed to his side in an attempt to console him.

However, his temper was infamously volatile.

When provoked, he would even lash out at his own friends, his words sharp with venom.

Unable to endure his hostility any longer, his friends all stormed out.

After several moments of labored breathing, he noticed the business card that had slipped from his pocket.

Resolute to uncover the identity of the person earlier and confront him about his brazen actions, he bent over with puffy eyes and strained to read the print on the card.

Mitchel

sinking feeling overwhelmed

Something was amiss.

quickly lowered his head to

his body started to tremble

Chadwick Group on the card-a name that echoed dominance

and had established several large factories, his operations paled in comparison to the might

“This can’t be real.

real,” he muttered to

shut his eyes and thumped his head against the wall twice, trying desperately to

the business card for

the Chadwick Group, and the name was

The recognition hit Mr.

making him collapse to

pale, his eyes wide

in brain science, a young genius whose achievements dwarfed those most could only hope to accomplish

Mitchel,

Mitchel had brushed him

huge mistake; it would only spell trouble

With this thought, Mr.

and he

and Marlowe exited the

short skirt and a thin

bar, the weather

a brisk wind hit her,

a warm overcoat draped around her shoulders,

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