Chapter 210 Having Control
“You’re telling me you don’t want to? What right do you have to be reluctant? All you are right now is a poor, powerless security guard! As for me, I’m about to be an aristocrat in Pollerton! The land reclamation project will put me at the top. I have control over all five of them. Reina, Lana, Jennifer, Torson Construction, and Stardew International. All I have to do is to give out the order and you’ll disappear from Pollerton tonight! Do you think you’ll still be unwilling, then?”
Bryan’s eyes were cold as he smiled arrogantly, basking in the pleasure of having control.
Donald chortled coldly. “All I’m hearing is that your confidence only comes from the land reclamation project.”
“Donald, oh Donald,” Bryan jeered, shaking his head. “This is what separates you and me. I honestly don’t understand what Jennifer saw in you. Is it really only because of the land reclamation project? It’s because I’m the manager and a shareholder at Daily Yield Group. I’m the man that Neil and Harvey support! The market value of Daily Yield Group is worth tens of billions, and there are thirty-four branches of Paramount Hotel across the country. I’m also about to pull Paramount Hotel out as a sole entity and promote it to the Anglandur market, doubling its market value! Is that enough confidence for you?” Bryan asked.
Donald shook his head and retorted, “Sorry, it’s definitely not enough.”
Bryan was stunned, and a mocking smile flitted across his face. “Not enough? Don’t forget you’re the abandoned child of the Campbell clan. Once the Campbell clan rises again, they’re going to kill you. But then again, I could also finish you on my own! So I don’t know where you’re getting your confidence from. Do you really think Lana can protect you?”
“Finish me on your own?” Donald scoffed. “Didn’t you try to do that five years ago?”
Bryan narrowed his eyes.
Five years ago, he contacted a southwestern bandit, Seamus Leblanc, to assassinate Donald. However, the latter broke the former’s neck and finished him.
Back then, Donald instantly knew Bryan was behind it.
Bryan thought Seamus had escaped and because his father had requested him to learn from Edward, the financial tycoon of Windmill Street, he paid no more attention to that incident again.
“Seamus died after I broke his neck,” Donald uttered, raising his gaze.
Bryan let out a chuckle and challenged, “That’s okay. You’ll see what happens when you don’t do as I told you tonight.”
Tidying up his suit leisurely, he added, “I’ll give you a minute to think about it.”
Then, he then shifted his attention to Lana. “Ms. Collins, may I ask what business you have coming here tonight?’
“The one hundred excavators I ordered must go off the assembly line within ten days,” Lana responded.
“All right. They’re actually already out of the factory. But what are you going to exchange them with?”
“One point five times the price,” Lana said.
“Ms. Collins, you just won a two billion bid, so you should contribute more. Make me the third party or pay me five times the price! I can definitely afford to pay for your liquidated damages. Or maybe you could be in a relationship with me and I’ll give them to you for free. It has to happen tonight, though.”
As he spoke, his eyes wandered around Lana’s body. His gaze swept over her black, pointed, high-heeled shoes and went upward from there.
“I might as well get the excavators from another state.” Lana’s face turned bitter.
Bryan laughed hysterically and threatened, “Ms. Collins, do you think that since I bought Pollerton Heavy Machinery Industry and raided Shawsby Mountain, I’d take a series of protective measures to prevent excavators from outside the state from being imported?”
Lana gasped in astonishment. “That’s cruel!”
“Just think about it.” Bryan raised his wrist to look at his watch. “It’s almost nine o’clock, Donald. Are you done considering it? I have to go see Jennifer soon.”
“I wasn’t even thinking about it.” Donald stared at Bryan blankly.
Murderous intent surged through his heart.
