Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 1605

Jameson shook his head with an intrigued expression. He slowly took a seat across from Victor. "Dad, you and I are businessmen. We all know that an oral contract means nothing. If you make me the company president, I promise to solve all our problems."

Victor's expression darkened. He questioned, "Does that include Jonah Taylor too?"

Jameson replied calmly, "Jonah Taylor must have been behind the stealthy attacks we suffered. Even if you said nothing, I will not allow the Taylors to step all over us."

"Oh?" Victor looked at him warily. "But you claim you want to marry Alyssa Taylor. Do you have the heart to take action against her brother?"

Jameson shrugged helplessly. "Too bad for them. I've always been a fair and principled man."

"Great! It's good to be principled!" Satisfied with the reply, Victor patted him on the shoulder hard. "Jimmy, I'm getting older. Josh is useless. I'll leave the future of the company in your good hands."

"I appreciate your trust. I will not disappoint you." After a pause, he suddenly added in a low whisper, "Dad, please keep our conversation today a secret from Josh. The fewer people in the know, the higher our chance of success."

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Three days later, a board meeting was convened in the Schmidt Group. In the meeting, Jameson finally beat Josh to become the new company president.

"Mr. Schmidt, congratulations! You're officially the president of the Schmidt Group!" Carl blabbered in the excitement. "Mr. Schmidt, the president is not the final goal. I'll only be happy when you become the chairman."

Jameson squinted in glee. Suddenly, he tilted the glass in his hand, spilling the expensive red wine onto the floor. A man, crouching by Jameson's feet, lifted his head to catch the dripping wine. He choked on the liquid but still feigned a look of enjoyment.

Jameson was at the top of the game in terms of hurting and making a fool out of other people. He regarded everyone in The Millennium as lower beings than himself.

"That old scumbag Victor Schmidt is a useless piece of shit, holding the title of chairman while letting you make all the decisions." Carl looked delighted. "By the way, Sir has sent you an expensive Regency Era antique vase from Mosgravia when he learned about your promotion."