The Greatest Man Alive

Paul was puzzled. Then she picked up the contract, looked at it, and frowned.

“I remember you didn’t want to sell it before. What happened? You changed your mind?”

“I thought about it and realized it was just a mine that was about to be exhausted. If someone wants it, I’d better sell it…” Josua answered the suspicious question.

“It’s not that simple, is it?” Paul pointed out.

Then she chuckled and added, “It was 800 million before, but now it is only worth 300 million… 1.2 billion, take it or leave it! I am not going to rip off my friends. 800 million belongs to the Carter family. I’ll get 400 million.”

“You really think I’ll buy it? I don’t need it now,” Paul replied.

Josua’s face darkened. “You don’t need it? Then don’t blame me for not giving you a chance.”

“That’s right. I don’t want it. I changed my mind,” Paul answered coldly.

Josua realized that Paul was fooled by the illusions he had created, and now she really thought that Giradia Group needed money eagerly.

“Are you kidding me? I asked the Carter family to sell it to you because of you, and now you are telling me you don’t want it?” Josua raised his hand as if he was about to slap Paul.

“I said no! I’ve changed my mind! And did you say 1.2 billion? Are you serious? Do you think I am an idiot?” Paul sneered.

“You are right. You are an idiot,” Josua retorted.

Paul was stunned for a moment. “What I’m talking about is that you thought I was…”

“I thought what?” Josua asked.

Paul chuckled. “Nothing… It’s just funny to see you like that!”

Josua got the contract back from Paul. “Whatever! I have to give it back to the Carter family.”

Then Josua left the room.

They wanted me to buy the mine because Giradia Group needs money now.

Did he really think I would buy that mine for 1.2 billion dollars? Did he think I was that stupid?”

Ten…

Nine…

Eight…

Three…

again, there was no sign of any rage on his face. All she could see was

off. For the sake of you being my old lover, I’ll

soon as Josua finished his sentence,

Josua coldly. “Who is your old lover? I think you have

rubbed his temple and asked, “Do you want it or not?

but for 400 million dollars! Take it or leave it,” Paul shrugged and said with

to slap you!” Josua couldn’t help but raise

if you dare!”

hands on her chest. He didn’t want to slap her.

let out a scream and gasped. The wound on her chest hadn’t healed yet, and as he pressed, the heart-piercing pain almost made

would never hit a

Paul was furious.

could he be this

wound and said that he would never

900 million? That’s my

“600 million,” Paul bargained.

reached out and pressed her

rolled off the bed. Tears were streaming down her face,

out of patience. 800 million. I am not doing this again.

book and threw it at Josua’s face,

get upset. It is not

was hurt? You did do it on purpose? You

some weight. I was just

a*shole with no bottom line. If she continued to talk to him, maybe

a gloomy face, “Ok, then. 800

do that! It’s written in the contract. If you don’t believe me, you can

Then she picked up

find any loophole in the contract

800 million so that we can