GoodNovelChapter 611 98% Meanwhile, on the 19th floor of Building 7 in Coastal Haven, Alex had just finished his shower, wearing only a white bathrobe, with his left arm casually draped over the torn pants.
He sat back on the couch, listening to Barry report on the company's situation. His fingers hooked onto the split in the pants. and casually tugged them apart.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBarry, noticing his "creative" way of adjusting his pants, subtly looked away. "Mr. Warren, the gift for Mr. Goldsmith was returned." Alex let out a mocking sound from his nose, set down the pants, and stood up, heading toward the wine cabinet. "If he doesn't appreciate it, then let him learn the cost of picking the wrong side." Alex turned his back to Barry and poured himself a glass of wine, tossing it back in one go. "After we leak the location of his mistress and illegitimate son to the media, send all the information to Mrs. Goldsmith. The show has just begun.” "Okay, Mr. Warren." Barry immediately contacted a few media outlets and sent out the information to all of them. "The message has been sent out. If things go as expected, Mrs. Goldsmith will make a scene tomorrow morning. What do we do next?" Alex poured another glass of red wine, standing in front of the cabinet, using his nail to crush the petals of a rose in the vase. "Get Chris to make contact with Minos' eldest son, Jasper.
"As long as he doesn't pick the wrong side, I'll help him out-get his father, that mistress, and the illegitimate son out of the picture." Barry glanced at Alex and secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead. This wasn't a usual business battle. Every move was a strike to the heart, digging up dirt without following any rules.
In just a few months since Alex's return, most of the old-timers at the Warren Group had been cleared out. The few left couldn't threaten his position in the company anymore.
Barry suddenly remembered someone. "Mr. Warren, what about Mr. Clark?" "Let him be for now. I haven't decided yet how to deal with him," Alex replied casually, turning toward the closet.
Barry was confused but quickly followed. Standing by the door, he watched as Alex rummaged through the wardrobe. "Mr. Warren, do you need any help?" Alex pulled out a floral shirt and held it up against himself. "What do you think? What color shirt?" pants would go well with this Barry hesitated for a second. “Dr. Thompson said wearing looser clothes would be better for circulation. You mentioned the other day that this shirt is a size too small for you..."
"What does she know? Tighter clothes show off the figure better!" Alex suddenly turned and glared at Barry. "Why do you remember everything she says? Are you interested in her?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Mr. Warren, you've misunderstood! I m have nothing but respect for Dr. Thompson! If you don't believe me, I can swear by my life!" Barry, startled by Alex's words, stepped back, waving his hands frantically. "Stop stammering. I know. Dr. Thompson wouldn't even glance at you. Go pack my pants," Alex said, rolling his eyes in disdain, before going back to picking out his clothes.
Barry hurried to find a bag to pack Alex's torn pants.
The next afternoon, Ellie went to the cafeteria and grabbed two takeout boxes, bringing them to the lounge. Just as she set the boxes down, Alex stormed in. Seeing the dark-patterned shirt he was wearing, Ellie pursed her lips but didn't say
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