Chapter 495 I Will Just Eliminate Them
“It’s not that.” Bradley’s expression was rather solemn. Taken aback, Donald lifted his head and stared at the man, waiting for his report.
“The heir of Irving Group came to Pollerton and established Irving Capital. With a cash flow of a billion, he bought out Pollerton Pharma and gained control of that pharmaceutical giant. Besides, his target may be Ms. Wilson and her family!” Bradley reported. Irving Group? Isn’t that my maternal grandfather’s family?
Ten years old, Raymond’s business worth tens of billions were suppressed by the Campbell clan. Not only did Donald’s mother’s family not help, but they even hit them when they were down.
Back then, Donald was still studying. His father brought him to the birthday banquet of the head of Irving Group. He asked them for their help to mediate that matter.
If they were to stand up for them, that matter would definitely be resolved. Furthermore, it would only take a few words from them.
Alas, not only did they not help, but they even sabotaged them further by bribing Raymond’s driver, Jonah Linker.
Donald could vividly remember his biological uncle pouring a pot of coffee over his father’s head at the banquet before everyone. Coffee dregs ended up all over his face.
Nonetheless, his father merely smiled ingratiatingly, not daring to show the slightest hint of a temper just because he hoped that Irving Group would lend them a helping hand.
As for his mother, he couldn’t remember her attitude.
When Donald’s thoughts returned to the present, he asked languidly, “Who came over?”
“Your aunt’s son, Braxton,” Bradley replied.
“Ah, it’s my cousin. How intriguing!” Donald wasn’t enraged at all, still as calm and unruffled as ever.
His cousin had always looked down upon him. Every time he returned to Irving Group with his mother, the former would bully him.
When his cousin was five or six years old, he started snatching his candies. At ten years old, it escalated to his toys. And at fifteen or sixteen years old, it intensified into his crushes.
“Let them kick up a fuss. I’ll just eliminate them if they piss me off.” Donald opened his notebook once more.
Pausing briefly, he continued, “As for Jennifer, keep a closer eye on her. Arrange for Yuna to protect her secretly. Tyrone’s attitude toward her is rather strange, so I’m afraid he won’t give up so easily.”
Thereafter, Bradley left quietly.
At almost the same time, a pale Tyrone was fishing on a luxurious yacht in Pollerton.
Many women in bikinis were dancing on the yacht, all surrounding an incredibly handsome man.
Tyrone hadn’t much interest in women. Perhaps it was due to the fact that he had congenital heart disease, but he seldom played the field. However, the women he hooked up with were all top-notch beauties.
Therefore, he disdained these mediocre women.
The incredibly handsome man swept a gaze over Tyrone. He patted the bikini-clad models before heading toward the latter.
He stood at one point eight five meters, with a well-proportioned figure and fair skin. Verily, he was all too handsome that he would render even celebrities inferior. He was none other than Donald’s cousin, Braxton Irving.
The four heirs of Irving Group were named alphabetically—Atticus Irving, Braxton Irving, Carson Irving, and Desmond Irving. He was the second son.
“Are you not going to join the fun?” Braxton went over to Tyrone.
Tyrone’s face was devoid of expression. “I’m not interested.”
Chuckling, Atticus interjected, “Well, you’re just too set in your ways.”
At that, Tyrone’s expression gradually contorted. “How could I not when I’m going to die soon?”
In response, Atticus guffawed. “You’re still got a chance, no?”
Tyrone snapped his head over. “You’ve got to help me in this and win Jennifer over!”
Braxton broke out in laughter. “You’re joking, Mr. Tyrone! It’s a piece of cake for you, the Ninth Prince of the Campbell clan, to win over a woman with no background! If all else fails, just snatch her. No one will dare go against you!”
“I used to share your sentiments in the past, but the Campbell clan is now on opposing ends with Lord Campbell. I don’t want to provoke the Azuro force as well,” Tyrone countered.
