“What’s the point in delaying this by a few minutes, Jasper? I can tell you right now that if you disagree, I’ll release what I have on hand no matter who comes over!”
Jasper smiled at Alban’s words and said, “I’ll see you in a bit.”
Jasper then left the stage with Henry in tow. Henry glared at Alban from the corner of his eye before he left and said, “You think I lied when I told you that my dad’s looking for Jasper, don’t you, old man?
“How dare you think that I’m lying. If he wants to, my dad can fly here overnight and beat the sh*t out of you! Look at your stupid f*cking face, thinking you’re so powerful.”
With that, Henry followed Jasper off the stage bossily Without sparing Alban, who was shaking in anger, another glance.
Alban ground his molars together, his gaze horrifyingly dark. The man slammed his fist on the table as his legs twitched in infuriation.
The plan was flawless, and Jasper was supposed to be defenseless.
Yet, no one had expected the most volatile variable, Henry, to suddenly appear.
In terms of tricks, Henry could hardly win against the group of crafty men in this scenario. However, Alban could do nothing since Henry had a powerful dad and an even more powerful grandfather supporting him. Hence, Alban had no other choice but to concede while facing him, albeit very angrily.
“I’d like to see what you can come up with in these few minutes, Jasper! You can’t run from this!” Alban growled wretchedly.
Henry followed Jasper into one of the conference hall’s lounges. He had just entered when he saw Jasper’s frigid expression.
“Holy sh*t, what’s wrong? Something really happened, didn’t it? You look like you want to kill someone.” Henry said.
Jasper took a deep breath, and in one brief moment, he broke down everything that happened.
Gale had sold him out, which was something he definitely would take revenge on.
The most troublesome matter now was Alban and the document on hand.
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