The Rise of the Jackson's Heir

Chapter Ninety-Three

“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