“Ask for ownership.”Milton almost choked on his drink. Tiwari rubbed his back and continued, “get something to use as collateral. You must be vicious.” “Am I mixing my issues with business?” Milton cocked his eyebrow while inquiring about this.“That is not what I am saying. Sir, I met his employees yesterday and it is not good. Now, if you don’t want everything to go down to waste and be the same as Green Glen, take a different approach. He is desperate and he would agree to anything.” Tiwari explained, his voice calm.Milton scratched his head. He wished there was another way. Never as he thought he would someone’s weakness to his advantage. But what would he do? Things were bad for Mr. Glen. From a business point of view, Milton knew Tiwari’s idea was best.“Okay.” “Great. We have the money ready, sir. I succeeded in completing the sale of the Abrams.” Milton hummed. He had questions as to how his uncle agreed for Tiwari to sell the company but didn’t ask. Something told him

“Twenty isn’t what you agreed but it is fair,” Tiwari commented as he snatched the agreement paper of shares between Milton and Mr. Glen.“Things must be bad for him, uh?” Milton said and left to grab his meal. Tiwari followed him and before he pushed him behind and told him he was the boss, Milton told him he needed to do this for him, at least once. “That was unfair. Sir, I brought you here because it was your mother’s favorite place. Not because I wanted you to act as my servant.” Tiwari said while biting on his hotdog. Milton hummed and took a bite of his, he couldn’t help but moan. “This is good.” He said. They finished eating and Tiwari asked him a burning question, “it has been a week and Gabe hasn’t disturbed you. I am sure it has something to do with the shares. But sir, the last time you asked me to check on what is happening at the Green Glen, it was bad news. Don’t tell me you want to pay his employees.” “I can do that?” Milton asked and Tiwari almost choked on his col

This day was getting worse. Earlier, he was fighting the urge to cover his ears, and now, he was fighting to keep his eyes open. Mr. Glen was talking and talking. Not giving him a chance to tell him that he wasn’t buying what he was selling. When Milton agreed to offer him money in return for getting shares in his company, he didn’t think it would be a door for Mr. Glen to propose plans for their future projects. Seriously, the supply to East National Prison was ongoing, and if it weren’t for him, it would have failed. Hell, Gabe has been a no-show, and Tiwari was helping with the exportation, and what? Another project? Either Mr. Glen was stupid or he thought Milton was stupid. Milton regretted not going out with Aida to take lunch. His intestines were eating each other. Thankfully, his stomach hasn’t embarrassed him. “Sir, isn’t that amazing?” Mr. Glen asked. Milton almost facepalmed. Of course not! Not in a million years! He wasn’t going to accept it. Milton would have give

If anyone was Roger Jackson, they would have been excited, after all, Roger did nothing all day long but sit around, boss the servants, eat, sleep, and repeat. Alas, Roger wasn’t excited about this, and his conversation with his son a night ago proved to him that if he didn’t find a way to get out of it, he would be here as long as Milton Jackson deemed okay. Since his son returned late last night accompanied by his two pals, Tiwari had already left since he was busy handling Rickie’s issues alongside Brianna, he knew this was the best time to speak with Milton. As he prepared breakfast, he thought he was being the big man here. “He should move on already.” Roger thought as he flipped the pancakes.He asked the servants this morning to go outside and catch some breeze or return to their beds if they wanted to. He wanted amble time with his nephew.All of them left without hesitation, but not Lucinda. She asked him what he thought he was doing, and only reluctantly left after Roger

“You agreed that Red Raw LTD is better than Kumande LTD. And it doesn’t matter that they have a direct connection with the government. You said it should run its course since Green Glen has been nothing but a failure.” Milton said, closing the numerous tabs on his browser. Tiwari was blinking so fast as if someone told him to do so. He did not say such a thing. He recalled their conversation was cut short. He recalled Milton choosing Red Raw LTD. He sighed exasperatedly and leaned back. His back hit the wall’s coldness and he couldn’t help but shudder. Milton was having the best time of his life. He enjoyed seeing Tiwari like this. Even if Tiwari had another reaction, Milton couldn’t choose otherwise. He had made up his mind already.“But sir, come on. I like Kumande LTD.” Tiwari cried. “Well, aren’t you being persistent today, dear?” Milton asked and began fanning the paper near Tiwari’s face. “Argh! You are impossible tonight. I shouldn’t have agreed to share the room with yo