Can’t Win Me Back

The Ivory Group was facing troubles both internally and externally. They were like a cat on a hot tin roof. Marc's right hand, Nathan, had been arrested, and Colene had gone to take charge of the gang.

Matilda was the only person he had left by his side.

Marc took a deep breath. His gaze was gloomy. He studied Jameson's arrogant face and the mysterious intention in those eyes behind his gold-framed glasses.

Matilda had seen all kinds of crafty people after being by Marc's side for so many years. Jameson was giving off an air of wild ambition and murderous intent. She had a feeling that Jameson wasn't here for a friendly visit.

"You don't look too good, Mr. Waters. I can see that you are very sick." Carl had already moved a chair over for Jameson without waiting for Marc's prompt. Jameson then helped himself and sat down elegantly.

Matilda was enraged. She was about to speak up when Marc said, "Mr. Schmidt, if you chere to visit me, you've seen me. Can you leave now?" His

and I... We have nothing to talk about!" Marc was starting to feel weak. "Show him the way out, Matsy!" "I want to acquire The Ivory Group." With a cold smirk on his

sweat, and tears! And he didn't do it on his own. Winston had given him endless help from behind the scenes all these years. He had pumped in a total of over 300 million dollars to help land them projects in and out of Solana City. He did all these to help the organization get back

Marc chuckled. "It isn't tfor bed yet, but you're already in dreamland, Mr. Schmidt?" Marc's eyes were filled with fury, and his body trembled. "The Ivory is not a listed company. So, you cannot simply acquire

of Solana City belongs to me, and the other half to

be mindful of whose side 'ou're on Otherwise, I will compete with you on the business side things and have the authorities visit our territories every other day. Do you think that the business dealings of the Ivory would be able

and your wife tardive comfortably for the rest of your life. "If you miss out on this opportunity, no one will want The Ivory when it

as he

But his delight didn't last for long. Marc tore his check worth hundreds of millions into shreds! Jameson's face dropped,

to you!" Marc's eyes bulged with anger. He flung the shreds of paper at Jameson, and they fell to the ground. "Take your filthy money and scram!" Carl glared at him. He was about to charge at him when Jameson lifted his hand calmly and stopped him. "If this is your response, I

lucky, he'd get a death sentence. If he's not, he would

you. Once you sign the transfer agreement, I