Noon.
Jack was busy in the office.
Corbin walked in, "Someone asked the security to send a note, Mr. Hughes."
Jack took the note, opened it and frowned right away.
The content of the note was very simple.
"Meet me at the cafe downstairs."
What really made Jack frown was the signee, Killian.
"Who is it, Mr. Hughes?" Seeing Jack's expression, Corbin asked curiously.
Jack tore up the note and threw it into the trash can, "A dog."
Just then, he got up and walked out.
Killian suddenly wanting to see him was not a good thing.
It was a Greek gift to him.
However, Jack wasn’t intended to avoid it. The two were eventually going to battle on stage. The life-or-death struggle was inevitable.
It was lunch break at noon.
People come and go at the cafeteria downstairs.
As soon as Jack walked into the cafe, he saw Killian sitting in the corner by the window.
Killian sat alone quietly, staring at the crowds outside the street, gently stirring the steaming coffee with a spoon in his hand.
He looked ordinary just like people around him.
But who could have thought that he would be a candidate for inheriting Hughes’ power and wealth?
"You wanted to see me?"
Jack walked over and sat down.
Killian sat still, glancing at the street outside calmly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I found out that there are quite a few beautiful women around your company."
Jack frowned.
Just then, Killian raised his finger and pointed, "Look at those legs and slender waist… nice."
He shook his head right away, "Sadly it's not challenging at all. I can get her in bed with two million yuan."
"That’s it?" Jack became impatient.
Killian turned his head, glanced at Jack with a smile. He looked sorry after taking a sip of coffee.
"Sorry, I didn't know that Katherine was your ex-wife."
"Haha!"
Jack sneered.
Killian leaned on the chair lazily, "So, in order to apologize, I have already kicked her out."
"And then?" Jack frowned and looked at Killian.
Killian's eyes flickered but restored equilibrium right away.
Suddenly, he burst into laughter, "You were right. She is a cheater and there was no fun. I am way over her league."
Jack seemed calm and looked at Killian quietly.
Facing Jack's gaze, Killian had a smile his face. In fact, he was unconsciously gripping the spoon.
"Phew…"
Jack exhaled out of relief, "I am leaving if that’s all you had to say."
With that said, he got up was about to leave.
"Tell me, what will happen to her family when she gets home?"
Killian had a faint smile, his eyes flickered, "Look, I’ve been nice to you. Bet you didn’t handle it so decisively back then. I did it. I'm giving you a demonstration."
Demonstration?
Jack stopped walking.
He looked sullen and angry.
There were fierce flashes in his eyes.
He has already made a clean break with Katherine. They owe nothing to each other.
Although the Parrys badgered him over and over again, he didn't blame them. It wasn't because he was soft-hearted, but he felt unnecessary.
Only when they hurt his mother did he angrily fight back.
What about Killian?
He sketched out a dreamy fantasy for the Parrys, just to humiliate Jack.
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