My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 1471

Greg was thunderous as he yelled, “You’re going to let them off the hook like that?”

The security guard stepped aside and watched Carmen and Poppy leave before turning his attention to Greg with a raised brow. “What would you have me do instead, sir? Kill them?”

With that, he turned to leave and did not bother to stay for whatever retort that Greg would have.

An outraged Greg threatened loudly, “I’m going to file a complaint against all of you!”

“Have a nice day,” the guard replied nonchalantly before he exited, leaving Greg high and dry at the entrance.

“You—”

Greg wanted to rush after the guard to confront him, but he refrained from doing so when he remembered that there were more important matters at hand. With that in mind, he turned to address the mogul, who was still sitting in the private booth.

After all, it was the mogul who deserved every bit of Greg’s attention.

He was about to sit down so that he could resume his conversation with the mogul when much to his surprise, the latter abruptly stood up and started toward the door.

“Mr. Adams, where are you going?” Greg asked with widened eyes as he scrambled after him. However, the other man did not respond as he left the booth.

Greg picked up his pace as he tried to catch up to the mogul. He lowered his stature and began to explain frantically, “Mr. Adams, what happened just now was an accident! The thesis really was written by Flynn. If you don’t believe me, we can go somewhere else and I’ll have him discuss the contents of the thesis with you. M-Mr. Adams—”

The man said nothing despite Greg’s efforts to convince him. He was powerful and untouchable and not even the likes of Greg, who was the head of Stafford Group, could ever measure up to his stature.

imagination. His accomplishments were legendary and the same had been circulating for the past decade. There would undoubtedly be more stories of him in the next ten years, although he would have achieved countless other milestones

as the teenager with the highest

to have made it to the top

to its demise, seeing that it was desperate enough to push a child

could not even hope to compete against a

a big shot like him—not by his own efforts, at least. In fact, they could never have crossed paths in the current lifetime if it had

the future of insurance, which was featured in a journal publication, had caught his

of the thesis had acquired first-hand information for the dissertation, he was also able to succinctly state his findings

was an honors high school student

and upon discovering that they kept in touch with the Clarks, he had asked Greg to arrange a meeting with

the theses were written by the girl; the possibility of it was neither far-fetched nor unexpected.

all, she came from a family of

and Poppy were standing on the pavement outside Audistin while

arm and revealed the kids watch on her wrist. “It’s already ten. I think it’s too late for us to catch

The door opened and Flynn angrily alighted from the vehicle before he charged toward them like a rabid dog. He then growled, “Do you realize what you’ve done, Carmen? What you did back there cost me a huge opportunity—did you know that? Did you know that? Are you trying to

him to Audistin in the first place was because the mogul had taken an interest in his thesis and wanted to meet

were clenched as he marched over

what appeared to be panic in her eyes and asked, “Are you going to hit me? I’m warning you—my mom’s a farmer and my dad used to be a construction worker. Strength runs in our family’s blood. I won’t hesitate to kick your *ss if you take one more step

a beast filled with rage

she stood with the men who worked for Stafford Group. This little wench has some

had gone as planned today, Flynn would have piqued the mogul’s interest and it would not take long before he could start paving his way to success, but any chance of that happening was non-existent now; the wretched peasant girl even had the audacity to take credit for

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