The Divorced Billionaire Heiress Boss

Chapter 1682 I’m Threatening You “Clayton Sloan-” Quavon stood up hysterically and shouted.

Quavon’s face and neck turned red in anger, and he struggled to calm his emotions and spoke to Clayton like he was striking a deal.

‘I can help you sit firmly in that position, and I can help you solve the problem at hand, but you must promise never to divide the interests of the Sloan family!”

This was the final straw.

Clayton looked at him and flicked his wrist to look at his diamond watch. His cufflinks glowed with a cold light.

He stood up to straighten his jacket and said with an indifferent voice.

“You’re not qualified to negotiate with me. Before long, there will no longer be a Sloan Corporation in Liberty. It’ll be called SF Corporation, and not a single Sloan will be there.”

Quavon’s face suddenly changed, and he looked at Clayton in shock.

“W–What are you saying?”

Clayton was giving up all of Sloan Corporation’s contacts and resources to start over.

This meant going back almost ten years by cutting off all interests, involvement, and connections.

Huh, Clayton actually dared to do that?

How ruthless!

Clayton gazed faintly at Quavon with a hint of a sneer on his face.

me when I say this. If you secretly contact the outside world again, I’ll immediately have someone pull the

aura he had just

“Are you threatening me?”

was using Isaac’s life to

lips and did not conceal

you better believe

more than twenty years in the name of brotherhood, Quavon would have to be obedient in the future

Quavon had no choice.

looked at Clayton, unable to say

Should Quavon threaten him?

Intimidate him?

Or beg for mercy?

it would not have any effect on the man in front

his son. In the past, Quavon did not even

Clayton’s existence

betrayal to Isaac’s mother, but he was also a witness to how Quavon

presence that could not be ignored, and he came back

a deep sense of fear to well up in

and lifted his foot to leave,

realize that this would be the last time

the discomfort in his

“Clayton, you…”

to say, but the moment he saw Clayton’s dark and sunken eyes, i t seemed like there was