The Heiress’ Return: Six Brothers at Her Beck and Call (Wynter Quinnell) novel Chapter 1884

The security guards standing beside Antoine were all on high alert as he frowned. "So, you've got Mr. Lottway backing you, too."

Freddie's facial expression changed slightly at the mention of Curtis Lottway. "It looks like my cousin told you everything. I didn't want this to get physical, but you've pushed me to the edge. You left me no choice."

Just then, Freddie's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, took a few steps back, and found a quiet spot before answering.

The person on the other end spoke first. "Freddie, what the hell are you doing?"

Freddie gritted his teeth. "I can't just swallow this. That old geezer took over two billion dollars from me. I want him to pay."

The other party replied calmly but firmly, "If you make a move, this won't end well. You'll be the one going to jail."

Freddie scoffed. "Don't I have you backing me?"

The man on the line sighed. "Freddie, if you push this too far, even I won't be able to protect you. You and your brother have been using that old incident to keep me in check for long enough. If this ship goes down, we all drown."

Freddie had assumed the man would cover for him again, so he had gotten reckless. But after he heard that, his expression shifted. "Are you telling me to back off?"

The man's voice turned cold. "If you don't walk away now, you won't be able to handle what comes next. If you do, I'll find a way to recover the losses."

Freddie furrowed his brows. "Fine. I'll listen to you."

With that, he hung up, slowly made his way back, and looked at Antoine. "You got lucky this time. But I'll make you pay back every cent you took."

Just as he was about to leave with his men, Antoine finally spoke up. "Do you think you can come and go as you please? Do you think this place is a public park?"

Freddie turned back with a smirk. "Oh? What are you trying to say?"

Antoine's voice was low and steady. "I didn't expect much from you. Even with someone backing you, it's useless. You can leave, but you have to apologize first."

Freddie's anger surged. "Excuse me? I lost my money, and now I owe you an apology?"

Antoine waved his hand. "You heard me. Apologize, or we're all staying right here."

Freddie was fuming, but remembered Curtis' warning. He clenched his jaw. "I'm sorry, Mr. Chamberlain."

Antoine's expression finally eased a little. "Get lost. And don't ever show your face at the Chamberlain Group again."

Freddie stared at him. "I'll make sure you pay back a hundredfold for what happened today."

With that, he turned and left with his people.

Antoine watched him go, his gaze darkening. He knew someone like Freddie wouldn't take such a colossal loss quietly. He was definitely planning something, but that phone call had stopped him cold. There was only one person with enough power to do that—Curtis.

The thought sobered Antoine. If Curtis had chosen to side with Freddie, he would be in serious trouble. No businessperson could stand toe-to-toe with someone from the political world.

Only power and influence could ensure survival.

Since arriving in Havenia, Antoine had followed a strict principle of not getting involved with politicians. Gordon once said that those who went into politics should not engage in business, and those in business should stay out of politics.

One should focus on doing one's part well. It was not just about earning others' approval, but one's own as well. Only by doing their best could opportunity come their way.

Getting too entangled with politicians was a risk. After all, if they went down, the businessmen would go with them. Not only the politicians, but the businessmen would be investigated, too.

If Antoine ever fell, all the years he spent building his foundation in Havenia would be for nothing. He would not only let himself down but also betray Gordon's trust. Everything he worked for would be gone.

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