37: Threat Letters?

Jackson sighed as he goes straight to his study because he just came back from the office.

Heck, today is literally the worst of the days since he actually became CEO.

Well, whoever it was, their aim was to get a reaction out of me, and guess what, they'll fucking get it. I'll make them pay, I don't care who it is. I swear it, I'll rip them apart and shred them, then burn their ashes and feed it to vultures.

Nobody fucking crosses me and goes away with it. Not like I care much about that mall, although it's the biggest and I lost a few million, yes, I could build another structure in two days.

He didn't want to deal much with the manger that managed my mall, Cellar Malls. He knew for a fact that there's someone who ordered him to do it, and that's the master mind I'll catch.

"I don't care who he uses as pawns in his game, but I'm sure, I wouldn't be so kind next time, whether to the pawn or the mastermind!"

Jackson exhaled and went through the some documents of the business deal worth
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