Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire novel Chapter 1062

Chapter 1062 Dinner With Love

“One hundred million?” Jacob scoffed. “Ever since what happened to Mr. Southall, the company stock price has dropped tremendously. What makes you think the puny amount of shares you’ve got there are worth one hundred million?”

“Jacob! Stop it with your dirty tactic! You know for certain what this one hundred million means!” Enraged, Oliver slammed his desk and held his phone ever so tightly.

In fact, it would mean that he was ready to completely let go of the precious Southall Group. If it was not for his own F&B company’s sake, he would have never let it go. It was just that the company was in deep trouble, so he had no choice but to turn to Jacob.

Upon hearing that, Jacob kept silent. If Oliver goes crazy and drags me down with him, it’ll not end well for me either.

“All right, one hundred million it is. I won’t be able to gather that much money in such a short period of time, though. The soonest I can do is in three days’ time. But before that, I want you to set things straight and make sure everyone sees it online. Tell everyone that I had nothing to do with what happened, and it was you all along.” After not less than two minutes, Jacob finally spoke again.

Caught between a rock and a hard place, Oliver had no choice but to comply. “All right. Three days.”

Both of them then agreed upon a date for the official agreements to be signed.

After Oliver hung up the phone, he sat in his chair for a long while. His mentality toward the whole situation had changed.

After he chain-smoked two cigarettes, he logged onto Twitter. Just a few minutes later, a trending upload appeared, which read: Oliver Confesses.

The netizens all clicked into it and saw Oliver confessing to his mistakes. Along with the confession, Oliver had announced that he had resigned as the director of Moore Group with immediate effect.

However, the netizens didn’t sympathize with Oliver one bit. Their comments started flooding in.

My goddess could’ve easily been in his exact position now if it weren’t for the victims in Jadeborough University and Southall Village. Shame on you, Oliver!

Isn’t it a bit too late now to confess? What’s the point?