In the Lap of Luxury novel (Grace and Benjamin) novel Chapter 650

The man took it suspiciously. It was a document folder.

He reached out, and the woman immediately crawled over and handed him his glasses.

He was an older man with high cheekbones and wore old-fashioned black glasses.

He tore the folder open, and the contents poured out. It turned out to be a contract.

He flipped through it page by page, and after seeing the signature at the end, he gritted his teeth.

"Well done, Xander."

Iverson Group made its fortune in real estate, and maintaining assets for generations was no problem. Unfortunately, Gregory Iverson had a prodigal son who had gotten involved in stocks and lost half of the family fortune.

Just then, Xander, who had graduated at the time, had taken advantage of the situation and made his first bucket of gold.

Later, while running Fulton Group, Xander had used this money to establish Futurelink Corporation.

The woman curiously leaned over and saw the name "Joshua" written on the signature line.

Her voice was soft, and she asked curiously, "Joshua, have you worked with Xander before?"

"I've never worked with him. What we have is a blood feud." Joshua Iverson narrowed his eyes.

The woman was taken aback, "What feud?"

He looked up and suddenly pushed the woman away.

"I didn't ask for your opinion. Shut up!"

She fell to the side, clutching her hand tightly. She was unable to get up because of the pain.

Joshua crumpled the contract and threw it into the trash, his face turning livid with anger.

Sean had groveled and begged for his support. If it had been Jake, it would have been easy to assert dominance, but unexpectedly, it was Xander.

Joshua couldn't take drastic measures and could only slap him on the wrist. Unexpectedly, Xander sent him the contract from back then.

This was a reminder of his past failures, and a warning not to repeat them.

Being undercut by a punk back then was a great humiliation for Joshua, and now, Xander had brought it up again. He wished he could kill Xander.

His men trembled outside the car, "Mr. Iverson, we..."

Joshua stared at Fortress, which was bustling not far away.