Alexander remained silent, clenching his fists, showing his feelings through his eyes.Smack!Tracie slapped Alexander hard across the face, pointing at him as she spat: “Trash! A worthless piece of garbage like you dares to threaten me? I am the Director of Public Relations at Welsh Max Corporation. What do you think you have that compares to me?""So what if you’re the Marshall’s son-in-law? You’re nothing more than a dog Eleanor keeps around, and you actually think you deserve respect?"Tracie ranted like a bitter woman, her words filled with malice.Alexander's expression changed, feeling wronged after receiving the slap, anger boiling inside him.He said: “So what if you're the Director of Public Relations? Do you believe that with just one word from me, you’ll be fired?"Tracie laughed, almost choking on her laughter.This foolish Alexander, how could he say something so absurd?One word, and she’d be fired?Tracie stepped forward and kicked Alexander in the knee, cursing: “Tras
Without looking at Quinton’s face which had turned as bitter as a gourd, Alexander walked straight into Welsh Max.Blaine hurried to follow.Tracie felt like she had just emerged from water, her legs weak. She watched Alexander’s receding figure, breathed a sigh of relief, then hurried to catch up to him.A group of people followed Alexander respectfully.All the lower-level staff at Welsh Max stood up, respectfully calling out: “Young Master Reynolds.” accompanied by a murmur of discussions.Tracie followed closely, now very earnest, clicking her high heels as she ran after him.Welsh Max was indeed impressive.The interior decor was grand, imposing, and luxurious.Soon, they reached the top floor, the chairman’s office.Alexander, who had been here before, walked straight in and sat on the sofa."Young Master Reynolds.” Tracie said, bringing a freshly brewed coffee to Alexander and bowing respectfully as she handed it to him.As she did, she deliberately loosened her collar a bit.A
Tommy Marshall now felt his scalp tingling with fear, his heart filled with anger because of Blaine's final words. Blaine's statement was a clear warning: the Welsh Max Corporation didn't have to choose the Marshall family.What should he do?If the partnership failed because of him, his grandfather would never forgive him!Tommy was growing increasingly anxious. Did he really need to involve that lowly Eleanor?At that moment, Alexander stood up and walked out of the office.Seeing that staying any longer would be pointless, Tommy forced a smile at Blaine before leaving as well.On the ground floor of the Welsh Max Corporation, Tommy stormed over to Alexander, grabbed his collar, and angrily warned: “Alexander, I don’t care what tricks you pull, but let me tell you this—the Welsh Max partnership is mine! If you think you can steal it for that lowly Eleanor, there’s no way!"Alexander’s gaze turned cold. He pried Tommy’s hand off his collar with a quick twist, causing Tommy to cry out
At that moment, Murray suddenly received a phone call. After hanging up, he said in a deep voice to everyone: “No need to wait anymore. The person has arrived."Arrived?Many were skeptical, feeling a rising sense of dissatisfaction.Magnus was particularly irritated and immediately cursed: “Fuck! Are you kidding me? We've been waiting here for half a day, and now you're saying they've just arrived?""Stop talking nonsense and follow.” Murray shot him a glare.Magnus dared not defy his father and had no choice but to bow his head, resentfully following him into the Silver Cobras.Soon, they arrived at a private room.The moment the door opened, Magnus saw two people inside, and his eyes immediately fell on Alexander, who had his back turned to them.Is it him?Fuck!Who the hell is this guy, and why does he look like such a mess?Is this today's investor?He looks like a street sweeper!Magnus grew increasingly uncomfortable, a mocking smirk curling on his lips.Meanwhile, Murray, afte
Peyton had always been displeased with Alexander—a useless man, in his eyes, undeserving of someone as divine as Eleanor.Eleanor, in Peyton's mind, was meant for him.Alexander? He was nothing but an obstacle that needed to be removed.“Eat by yourself.” Alexander coldly replied.Peyton laughed heartily, stepped closer, and patted Alexander’s shoulder twice, whispering in his ear: “Alexander, I advise you to divorce Eleanor as soon as possible. Otherwise, I’ll make sure you can't stay here any longer."With that, Peyton led his group past Alexander and into the main hall of Silver Cobras.Alexander stood there, his gaze icy, emitting a deadly aura. He clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and walked out the door.Meanwhile, as Peyton approached the entrance, he noticed a middle-aged man with a round face, dressed in a neat gray suit, hurriedly walking over, followed by two assistants.It was Ledger Pugh, the owner of Silver Cobras.Ledger was a big shot in Golden Harbor, renowned in
After the scolding, Old Mr. Marshall raised his cane to strike, but was stopped by several people beside him."Sir, please calm down. The situation has already happened; we need to think of a solution!""Yes, sir, please don't get angry. It's bad for your health. You have high blood pressure and a heart condition; you can't afford to be upset."Old Mr. Marshall, breathing heavily in anger, sat back in the chairman's seat, his gaze cold as he stared at Tommy, demanding: “Tell me everything that happened when you met Blaine. Why did he suddenly decide this way?"Tommy, trembling with fear, quickly said: “Grandfather, it's not my fault... It's that bastard Alexander's doing!""Alexander?"Everyone looked puzzled, and Old Mr. Marshall was equally confused. How did this involve Alexander?"Yes, it's him!" Tommy exclaimed and then elaborated on the events, exaggerating as he went on: “When I arrived, Alexander was already there. It must be because we took away Eleanor's role as the person i
Without a word, the two guards approached coldly. One of them grabbed Eleanor’s slender arms, while the other seized her long hair.Smack!The crisp sound of the slap echoed through the conference room!Smack!Another slap followed!But Eleanor, stubborn as ever, clenched her teeth and endured, not uttering a single sound!Tommy and the rest of the Marshall family watched with indifferent expressions, none of them willing to step forward or say a word in her defense.In their hearts, they were all monsters.Beat her to death, beat her to death—that’s what they all silently wished for, because Eleanor was simply too capable. They didn’t want someone like her to remain in the Marshall family.Bang!Suddenly, the door to the conference room was kicked open. Valeria rushed in, immediately kneeling before Mr. Marshall, pleading tearfully: “Father, please, stop beating her. She’s your granddaughter!"Humph!Mr. Marshall snorted coldly and kicked Valeria aside, his face stern as he shouted:
Immediately after, Alexander clenched his fist, ready to strike again.However, a stern and deep voice echoed through the room: "Stop!"It was the elder Mr. Marshall, his face full of anger.Initially, he intended to see what Alexander would do, but he never imagined that this worthless man would be so audacious as to actually dare to strike his eldest grandson."Grandfather, look at this! Alexander, that bastard, really disrespects you and the Marshall family! He broke my arm!" Tommy clutched his right arm, his face contorted in pain, sweat streaming down his forehead.Walden rushed over, his face turning red with anger, pointing at Alexander and shouting: “This is outrageous! You bastard, how dare you hit my son? You've completely lost all respect!"Following this, all the members of the Marshall family joined in, angrily berating Alexander:"Arrogant fool! Alexander, who do you think you are to dare lay hands on someone here?""Throw him out of the Marshall family! And Eleanor too,