The First Heir

Hearing that, Samuel froze in shock!

‘There has been a transfer of Arc de Triumph’s shares!

‘Amounting to 20 billion!

‘So Zayn Yeager was speaking the truth when he called just now?

‘All 100 percent of the shares?

‘No way!

‘We’re talking about a whole 20 billion!

‘Who the f*ck swallowed the entire Arc de Triumph in one gulp?

‘Not even those on the Orienta’s list of millionaires can buy it all in one night!’

Fear crept up on Samuel. He immediately recalled how Zayn mentioned something along the lines of Wesley having a conflict with Mr. Clarke!

‘Crap! I should call and ask.’

Shortly, Zayn received a call from Samuel. “Mr. Warren? Is something of the matter?”

“Pass the phone to Mr. Clarke.” Samuel was restless.

Despite not understanding the other’s intentions, Zayn passed the phone to Philip anyway. “Master Clarke, Mr. Warren wishes to speak to you.”

Philip took the phone and from the other end came the baritone voice of a middle-aged man.

“Mr. Clarke? This is Samuel Warren.”

“Oh? Hello, Mr. Warren.”

was in the wrong, and if you so

Samuel, stemmed from the fear that his son might have unknowingly offended this new and only major shareholder of Arc de

imagine the tricks he has up his sleeves and the assets

one

truth, I wouldn’t consider myself a man who likes holding grudges. How about we do

“Huh?”

Samuel was shocked.

a thing of what the other

owned, but even all of them together were worth 100 million

of 20 million, they were planning to invest in the US market and receive a

opportunities to Samuel Warren, they had also become his life

all, these companies could be

way he

mine are merely little assets. I’m sure they’re too insignificant for you to consider.” Samuel

I remember, those companies of yours are close to declaring bankruptcy, aren’t they? If my memory serves me right, you’ve just received a Series A angel round right? And now you’re planning for a Series B worth 100 million? What a shame it would be should

a smile. In his other hand was his

work experiences to the companies under his name and how they were fending, everything was there, written clearly

and his eyebrow twitched. “Mr. Clarke, they say you never know someone ‘till you’ve fought them, but I don’t think there’s

‘End up bankrupt?

a bold claim this Mr.

my angel round

‘And yet…’

laughter. “I don’t have all the time in the world, Mr. Warren. How about we do it this way? You have half an hour to consider my proposal. If you’ve thought it through well, then you’ll sell me your company. If not, then

was nothing

to Samuel becoming more agitated and

bad joke, Mr. Clarke?” Samuel