Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband

The Hercules Breeder

Later at night Charles met with Jamole at the coffee café where they brooded over the happenings at the airline.

“Boss, my job is being threatened,” Charles mumbled staring around to ensure no one was eavesdropping. “Zhang is pouring hell on us already, especially ever since we achieved the $10 billion networth.”

Jamole’s jaw clenched; he expected worse than that to happen, so he prepared his heart on time to face it squarely.

He had just one week to wave bye to the entire Swan Group, a company he inhertited as an heir.

“What did he do?” Jamole asked, through dimmed, furious eyes.

“Boss, Zhang is smart ass. He didn’t hesitate to alternate the staffers upon the announcement of the networth. He has sacked the accountant and employed a Chinese lady as our accountant.”

“What?!” Jamole’s face screwed up, “Oh God!” his gaze was raised at the ceiling, “If only I could clench my hands on the A10 document.”

Charles continued, “ Boss, that is not even the most maddening one. Do you know that he