Chapter 394 GoodbyeNICALL


    “How could this be possible!”


    Bran Cooky on the ground covering his face, his eyes filled with disbelief.


    He and so many business owners had failed toe to an agreement, yet Que Radcliffe, a person on the brink of bankruptcy, had actually seeded?


    If it weren’t for the fact that he knew the Willson Group’s representative in Gonzalez City, Bran Cook would really suspect that this whole thing was a scam.


    Looking at the person in ck standing in front of him, he felt a chill down his spine.


    The Willson Group really was domineering, resorting to violence at the slightest disagreement!


    But even after being beaten up like this, he couldn’t utter a word of protest.


    Who could me them, with their wealth and power?


    Moreover, now that the Willson Group had agreed to join the business alliance, if he continued to antagonize the people from the Willson Group, he was afraid he would incur the anger of the Gonzalez City business owners present.


    “We wee the Willson Group to join us. Today, in front of everyone here, I promise you that within three years…”<div>


    “Young Master Cook, what business is it of yours? You should be fulfilling the bet now, apologize! Kneel and apologize!”


    Julius Reed interrupted Bran Cook’s speech from below the stage, folding his arms and looking at him coldly.


    Hisss!


    The people present inhaled a breath of cold air.


    Julius Reed was wearing sses today, making it hard for anyone to recognize him.


    More importantly, no one was going to pay attention to the Radcliffe family’s good-for-nothing, live-in son-inw.


    Just today, he was being so assertive that anyone who could connect him with the wimp that was rumored to only do the cooking andundry would be called an idiot.


    “Who is this guy? Daring to talk to Bran Cook like this? Is he tired of living or what?”


    “I know this person, he was the one who destroyed Bran Cook’s stagest night, seems to be Que Radcliffe’s new boyfriend.”


    “Could he be some young master from the capital, or perhaps someone with significant status from somewhere else?”


    Business owners spected wildly, while many of the second-generation rich who had attended the gathering the previous night recognized Julius Reed and began telling their parents about the events that had unfolded.


    “This guy is so tough? He didn’t get beaten to death yesterday?”


    Upon hearing aboutst night’s events, many business owners started looking at Julius Reed differently.


    Ever since Jaxen Brandon died, the title of Gonzalez City’s number one young master had actually fallen onto Bran Cook’s head.


    This favored son who had returned from overseas first started a business in the capital, made a fortune, and made quite a few friends.


    Returning with the influence of the capital behind him, and with ambitious ns, he was intent on making a ssh in Gonzalez City.


    But this young man with no family background to speak of, had humiliated Bran Cook in such a manner?


    What emboldened him?


    “I heard Itai Huntington has taken a liking to him, he might be Itai Huntington’s…”<div>


    “You can’t just say things like that! If that ‘ck Widow’ hears it, you’re in for it!”


    Many people would involuntarily shudder at the mention of Itai Huntington.


    It seemed this young guy’s arrogance was all because of Itai Huntington’s backing.


    But Que Radcliffe…<div>


    Their gaze towards Julius Reed had already begun to change.


    However, Bran Cook below the stage was already clenching his fists tight.


    He couldn’t kneel!


    If he knelt voluntarily, his life in Gonzalez City would bepletely ruined.


    How would hemand authority in the presence of these business owners in the future?


    “I heard this bet too,”


    The Willson Group’s representational in Gonzalez City, Haiden Leopold, watched Bran Cook with a smile, “If Young Master Cook goes back on his word, and if this gets back to the higher-ups in the Willson Group, we can’t be sure this contract will still be valid.”


    He paused, then turned to the business owners of Gonzalez City, “In business, it’s character that counts! If someone doesn’t have integrity, who would dare do business with him?”


    After he spoke, those present began whispering and discussing among themselves.


    “What a pity it would be if the project we finally got our hands on got ruined because of this!”


    “Right! Young Master Cook doesn’t seem like someone who can’t ept a loss!”


    “Stop talking, having the Willson Group give us this opportunity is a huge stroke of luck! But this opportunity… oh!”


    In the face of profit, no one cared about Bran Cook’s dignity.<div>


    People are selfish by nature.


    “Fine! I, Bran Cook, have the courage to ept responsibility for my actions!”


    Thud!


    Under everyone’s gaze, Bran Cook kneeled straight in front of Que Radcliffe.


    If he hadn’t knelt then, it’s likely that those present would have forced him to!


    It was the trend of things, he had lost.


    Utterly defeated!


    “I apologize to you!”


    He took a deep breath, his fists clenched tightly, teeth grinding noisily.


    “ng!”


    Just then, the previously solemn atmosphere was shattered by a clear ringing sound.


    Julius Reed, from who knows where, had managed to toss a coin tond precisely in front of Bran Cook.


    “Not much money, just a little something.”<div>


    He chuckled, leaving Bran Cook’s face seething with anger!


    “See ya!”


    Julius Reed, holding Que Radcliffe’s hand, strutted out of the private club.


    With this deal sealed, the Radcliffe Group’s entry into the alliance had been a matter of course.


    No matter how much Bran Cook hated it, he couldn’t change this fact.


    When the time came to elect the chairman, Julius Reed only had to meddle a bit to push Que into the position.


    Once Que became the spokesperson for the alliance, those in Gonzalez City who had kicked her when she was down naturally had to show their loyalty.


    The crisis facing the Radcliffe Group would naturally resolve itself.


    “Julius, do you know? During the negotiation, I didn’t say anything and they agreed, just like a dream.”


    Que Radcliffe was walking down the street, still not recovered from the shock of it all.


    It was just too unbelievable.


    “I told you, a friend of a friend of my friend has a lot of say in thatpany. You married into wealth, you’ve hit the jackpot,” Julius Reed joked.


    The friend of a friend of his friend was actually himself…<div>


    This was something Julius Reed would never admit to his death.


    “Hey, gorgeous. Can I discuss something with you?”


    Just then, a very mboyantly dressed girl with a dog approached Que Radcliffe.


    “What is it?”


    Que Radcliffe asked, a bit puzzled.


    She didn’t seem to recognize this woman at all!


    “The dog’s for you, your boyfriend’s for me!”


    The girl shoved the dog leash into Que Radcliffe’s hand and grabbed Julius Reed’s hand, trying to run off.


    At the same time, the keenly perceptive Julius Reed noticed a man not far away filming with his phone.


    “Screw you!”


    Julius Reed stood his ground, executing a crisp judo throw, mming the girl hard onto the ground!


    Thud!


    “Ouch! It hurts so bad! Ahhh! My leg… my butt…”


    The girly on the ground, wailing in pain.


    The asphalt road surface,bined with Julius Reed’s immense strength, almost made the woman spill her guts then and there.


    The Teddy dog that Que Radcliffe was holding got scared and began barking.


    Bang!


    Julius Reed kicked, sending the Teddy flying into the bushes.


    “Go home!”


    He dusted off his hands, a rxed expression on his face as he pulled Que Radcliffe toward his house.


    “Stop right there!”


    Just at that moment, the man who was filming walked over, blocking their way: “Why did you hurt my girlfriend?”