“Mr. Ball, what do we do now?”
The shrewd and capable man felt lost as he stared at the situation before him. Even if Alban was currently enraged, he had no other option but to muster the courage and ask.
Alban panted heavily and replied harshly, “This was Jasper’s objective all along. He predicted that this would happen, and we’ve been forced into a dead-end. There’s no way to turn this around, so we can only march forward even if it. spells our end.”
“Which means…”
The middle-aged man had a sour look on his face.
“Even if we know that Jasper and the rest are going to devour our money, we can’t do anything to stop them?”
Alban closed his eyes. His chest felt tight, and he replied painfully, “Jasper, oh, Jasper. I’ve really underestimated this little brat. Is he really just in his twenties?”
“I suppose it’s only right, he did make his first profit through the stock market.”
Alban thought back to the night a few days ago. He remembered how Jasper had told him with vigor, confidence, and decisiveness that he had made his first big money through the stock market.
Everyone there thought that Jasper was a moron, including himself.
Yet, now Alban finally understood. Jasper was truly skilled.
Forced into a corner, Alban clenched his jaw and pulled out his phone to make a call.
The phone ring for a long time before it connected. Alban began with a grim tone, “Gale, something went wrong with our partnership and now Jasper’s coming for my head. You can’t just let me die like this.”
Gale chuckled and replied, “We had agreed before that the partnership was a one-off thing, regardless of whether it succeeded or failed. Whether or not he is coming after you has nothing to do with me.”
Alban was enraged. “Are you really not going to help me, Old Master Hurlbutt? Aren’t you afraid that the person in Harbor City will cause your trouble?”
Gale replied calmly, “My relationship with them goes no further than a mere partnership. One that has nothing to do with you.”
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