Meanwhile, Zachary was at Southridge, instructing Rodney to deal with the Gymnasium Project’s shareholder contract.
Suddenly, he received a call from Charlotte.
Surprised, he immediately accepted it. “Hello?”
“Just now, Sir Robert returned me the twenty billion investment fund.” There was a hint of shock and uneasiness in Charlotte’s voice. “Did you do something?”
That took him by surprise. Narrowing his eyes, he asked, “When did that old man become so sensible?”
“What did you do?” Charlotte pressed. “Don’t do anything that’ll affect you just for my sake. Although Nacht Group’s position is stable, your reputation will be damaged if you threaten him and kick him out of the project. You’ll even offend the royal family of F Nation.”
“Are you worried about me?” asked Zachary.
“I’m dead serious!” She panicked. “Can you be serious for once too?”
“I haven’t done anything yet,” he replied succinctly. “Are you satisfied now?”
“What happened, then?” Charlotte was flabbergasted.
“Perhaps, someone advised him.” Zachary already had a guess. “However, you don’t have to bother yourself over it. What matters now is that the problem is solved.”
“Who advised him?”
“I already said that you don’t have to bother about it,” he insisted adamantly. “Just focus on yourself.”
Slightly infuriated, she replied, “Fine, as long as it wasn’t you who did it. I don’t want to owe you a favor.”
“You owe me plenty of favors.” Zachary’s anger surged when he heard that. “Even your life is mine!”
“You…” Charlotte was rendered speechless. “I can’t even be bothered to speak to you!”
With that, she ended the call.
Displeased by her attitude, Zachary frowned. A second later, he lifted his gaze and instructed Ben, “Tell Mr. Williams that he doesn’t need to come over anymore.”
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