Her Mysterious Mogul Hubby (Charlotte and Zachary) novel Chapter 1957

The two hid behind the hall, and at the same time, there was a fierce fight happening outside.

Frank was fuming with rage. I've dispatched so many of them from the military here, yet we can't even fight Danrique and his subordinates.

First, they blew up the banquet hall, and now they blew up another two military vehicles.

Everyone was scared out of their wits.

Oliver hurriedly came over to report that they could no longer keep the guests under control. If they were to keep the situation going, what happened that day would soon reach the public.

Frank had always wanted to arrest Danrique alive, so his subordinates were exceptionally cautious when they made their moves.

However, everything had escalated into a big mess. Frank could not care less anymore and instructed his men to take Danrique down within half an hour, and it did not matter if they captured him dead or alive.

Oliver was dumbstruck when he heard that. He hastily reminded, “If

Danrique really die here, it'd be hard for us to explain...”

“Explain? Who should we explain to?” Frank responded with a taunting sneer. “The three great families have taken my side. All the Lindbergs are gone, and the inexperienced Donald is the only member left. That useless loser only knows to kneel and wag his tail pitifully in front of me!”

“This...” After giving Frank's words some thought, Oliver agreed with his saying too. Although the Lindberg family was extremely wealthy, the members were not united. Once Danrique was gone, Lindberg Corporation would fall apart and into

Frank's hand.

“It's such a waste of Danrique's capabilities,” Frank lamented. “Even the three great families and Donald all together are nothing compared to Danrique. That’s the reason why I've tried every way possible to take him in. But he isn't biddable, so he can't blame me for doing this!”

“But Mr. President... Even if the others don't pursue this matter, he will definitely ask about it,” Oliver reminded cautiously.

“He's merely a silly old bugger who will step down sooner or later. Why would I be afraid of him?”

A cold glint flitted across Frank's eyes. He seemed ambitious, and he did not take anyone seriously at all.

Oliver wanted to say something, but he held his tongue in the end. He knew he could not persuade Frank, so he could only let him be.