Chapter 1782 Calling Holden
Nevertheless, no one answered the call when I dialed his number.
After a long moment of contemplation, I decided to show him the card up my sleeve on WhatsApp. “Five percent of Fuller Corporation’s shares. This is the highest price I can offer to you.”
Unsurprisingly, the person I could not get through earlier instantly called on WhatsApp.
The moment the video loaded, I was greeted by Holden’s greedy grin. “My, my, look at me. I’ve been so busy that I missed Ms. Stovall’s call. What’s the matter? It seems like you’re interested in talking business with me.”
A question that he obviously knows the answer to.
Although we used to be on good terms, we were no best friends. Moreover, I had a favor to ask, so I was in no position to point out that he was playing the fool.
“I want to know whether Ashton is dead or alive,” I told him.
“That’s all?” Holden asked with a smirk.
“Of course not. I’m sure you know that’s not enough to cover the shares I’ll be giving to you.” We were talking business, after all, so I saw no need to be too polite with him.
“Go on.” Although Holden was a sweet-talker, he knew how to read a room well. When he realized that I was not in the mood for jokes, he quickly stopped the teasing tone.
“I haven’t thought of anything yet, but I’ll tell you when something pops up. I hope that it won’t be that difficult to reach you when that time comes,” I said.
Holden visibly stiffened, but he soon put on a look that told me he was going to start appeasing me. “My, what are you talking about? I’m always available to both you and Mr. Fuller.”
“I hope so.” Not wanting to look at his pretentious face, I then ended the call.
Minutes later, I received news about Ashton. However, it was not from Holden but from a tabloid magazine. Journalists truly had remarkable instincts sometimes.
With whom Ashton was, he would naturally be the focus if he were to appear in a magazine.
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