Chapter 319 He Is A Good Actor
There were countless powerful individuals in the industry, but Armand’s skills and power were something no one could compete against. Even the more experienced businessmen had to bow down to him.
He never asked for a loan or any other resources from the Faulkner family when he founded Central Group. Even then, it only took him a few short years to turn that newly founded company into an international enterprise that was worth hundreds of billions. He even set up branches outside the country and was taking Central Group global.
Armand had always been sensitive to market fluctuations and had never made a loss in any of the projects he invested in.
The media marked him as the richest man in Jadeborough, but his true net worth was much, much more than anyone could ever guess.
Given how intelligent and rich he was, it made sense that no one dared to cross him.
Everyone was still on edge when Genevieve returned.
The look on their faces changed right away, and suddenly, everyone was eating away and drinking tea.
The terrifying aura that engulfed the entire place instantly dissipated.
When Genevieve returned to her seat, she caught sight of Armand’s bleeding hand, which was resting on the table at the time. The shards of the porcelain cup were right next to him, and it seemed his palm was injured.
She left the place again and returned with a first aid kit.
As she sat beside Armand, she used the disinfectant to clean his injury. Genevieve couldn’t help frowning and asking, “How did that cup break?”
“I guess these cups are of horrible quality and can’t even handle the heat from the tea,” answered Armand after thinking about it. He even turned to Martin and instructed, “Mr. Turner, please have your employees replace these cups. It would be bad if the cups break apart again and hurt other customers.”
“Understood,” replied Martin. He was rather exasperated, but he had no choice and could only nod in agreement.
My gosh. He really is a good actor. He deliberately broke that cup to intimidate us, but he didn’t even break a sweat when he lied and told Genevieve it broke by itself. It’s kinda funny, though.
It was eight o’clock at night when everyone finished their dinner.
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