Legend of Dragon Son-in-law-Chapter 393 - When Is It Your Turn To Question_1

Chapter 393: Chapter 393 When Is It Your Turn To Question_1

As she stepped down from the Maybach, Quella Radcliffe seemed like a walking corpse.

Her steps were heavy and unfocused as she tried to recall the details of the entire negotiation.

However…

There were no details.

She had stumbled over her words halfway through when Vernon Ridge actually agreed outright.

And said he would send over the contract.

And after he got out of the car, the Maybach sped away instantly.

“Is this real?”

Quella Radcliffe pinched herself, and it still hurt, a lot.

What was the reason? How had it come to this?

It was too absurd!

By the time she walked into the clubhouse, Bran Cook was still worried.

But when he saw Quella Radcliffe’s soulless demeanor, he immediately beamed with joy.

“I don’t know how President Radcliffe’s negotiation went? I was ready to get down on my knees.”

Bran Cook came down from the podium, smiling broadly, “Of course, I’m not about to apologize on my knees, but to propose to you!”

He snapped his fingers lightly, and someone immediately brought over a diamond ring.

“You wouldn’t back out now, would you?”

Bran Cook looked at the entrepreneurs from Gonzalez City and shouted, “Everyone, please be our witness!”

Seeing Quella Radcliffe’s devastated look, almost everyone understood that the negotiation had failed.

Even Yasser Davenport punched Julius Reed hard: “Did you sleep with that boss’s wife or what? What’s going on!”

His mood, which had just improved, instantly turned to anger.

“How do you know it didn’t go well?”

Julius Reed raised an eyebrow at Yasser Davenport. “How about we make a bet?”

“Bet what! Didn’t you see President Radcliffe’s expression? If it was really a success, would she look that dejected?”

Yasser Davenport, breathing heavily, was very displeased, “At this time you still have the mood to bet with me! And here I thought you were reliable, turns out you’re just full of hot air.”

Everyone knew how tough negotiations could be.

Failure was within expectation.

But the thought of Quella Radcliffe marrying Bran Cook and bringing the Radcliffe Group with her filled many men with envy.

After all, she was a beauty many longed for.

“Hello, may I ask if there’s someone named Vernon Ridge at the Willson Group?”

Quella Radcliffe didn’t pay any attention to Bran Cook but instead turned to address the representative of the Willson Group in Gonzalez City.

As long as it was clear whether Vernon Ridge was indeed a director of the Willson Group, the outcome would be obvious.

“Quella Radcliffe, what trick are you trying to pull now? With so many witnesses here, you said it yourself!”

Seeing that Quella Radcliffe ignored him, Bran Cook thought she was trying to play dirty and his complexion instantly darkened.

“That’s our Director Vernon, what about it?”

The representative immediately responded truthfully upon hearing Vernon Ridge’s name.

“What kind of trick are you up to! Quella Radcliffe, I’ll say this one last time…”

“I succeeded.”

Quella Radcliffe turned around, looking Bran Cook straight in the eye.

“What did you say?”

Bran Cook’s words were cut off, and upon hearing Quella Radcliffe’s statement, his eyes widened, then he burst into laughter: “What are you flying at? Stop joking around, okay?”

“I said I, succeeded.”

Quella Radcliffe faced Bran Cook and said deliberately, “Do you need me to repeat myself?”

The air went instantly still, followed by a roar of laughter.

“Even if Quella Radcliffe wanted to deny it, she wouldn’t resort to such a pathetic excuse, right? If she could have succeeded, I’d stand on my head and eat shit!”

“Ah, this woman, she’s quite pitiable. Three years ago, she married a good-for-nothing husband, and just after her divorce, her family business is in crisis. And today, she must marry Bran Cook and become his wife.”

“To marry Bran Cook is the fortune of countless women; it’s the blessing she has cultivated in her previous life!”

Many sycophants began flattering Bran Cook.

“Quella Radcliffe, do you realize what your words mean?”

Bran Cook sneered coldly and pointed at the entrepreneurs from Gonzalez City present at the scene, “You are toying with everyone here! Moreover, today’s words have been heard loud and clear by everyone. If you try to deny it, it won’t be so easy!”

He snatched a diamond ring from beside him and knelt on one knee before Quella Radcliffe, “You have no choice but to accept!”

Crack!

At the entrance of the clubhouse, Julius Reed bit into an apple and mumbled to himself, “So sweet!”

After he finished speaking, he tossed the apple aside and stood up, walking towards the center of the venue.

“Hey, you’re still in the mood to eat…”

Yasser Davenport’s words were cut off halfway as he hastily whispered, “Don’t do anything foolish!” ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Their side was already in the wrong; if Julius Reed forcibly intervened, it was likely that the security staff in the venue would beat him half to death.

Not only would they fail to rescue Quella Radcliffe, but he would also drag himself down as well.

Just then, a group of men in black suits walked in through the door.

“What are you doing!”

The security guards immediately went to stop them.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In just a few moments, the dozen security guards at the door were knocked to the ground by the men in black.

“I am the Secretary to the Chairman of the Willson Group, and this is the contract brought by our group!”

The leading young man in black approached the kneeling Bran Cook in an extremely commanding manner and flashed the contract before his eyes.

“This matter will henceforth be fully handled by our company’s representative in Gonzalez City.”

After speaking, the man put the contract away and turned to leave.

“Wait!”

How could one know if it was real or fake?

If it turned out to be fake, would he not suffer a major loss?

“First kneel down, why is that leg up?”

Julius Reed appeared in front of Bran Cook out of nowhere.

With a forceful press of his hand, Bran Cook, who was originally kneeling on one knee, found himself kneeling on both knees!

“Apologize!”

Julius Reed said coldly.

“You really are courting death! Someone, cripple him!”

Bran Cook was kneeling on the ground, unable to move. Thinking of the humiliation by Julius Reed the night before, flames of anger ignited inside him immediately.

“Fair play, Bran Cook, can’t handle a loss?”

Julius Reed pressed down hard, rendering Bran Cook completely immobile.

“Heh, who knows if the contract is real!”

Bran Cook sneered, a group of people had just walked in claiming to be from the Willson Group, what if it was fake?

He hadn’t even had a clear look at the contract and they expected him to apologize just like that?

This must be a scheme prepared by Quella Radcliffe after a failed negotiation.

“Sigh!”

Julius Reed suddenly let out a sigh and stepped back a few paces.

Released from the pressure, Bran Cook immediately stood up from the ground, but before he could make any move, the secretary was already in front of him, “What did you just say?”

Facing the man in black, Bran Cook snorted lightly and coldly said, “I said, who knows whether this contract is real or fake?”

Bang!

As soon as his words fell, the secretary delivered a flying kick, sending Bran Cook sprawling to the ground.

“You dare to hit someone… ow!”

Bran Cook crawled on the ground, touching the corner of his mouth, where blood was already seeping out.

“The Willson Group, since when is it your place to question us!”

Whoosh!

The man forcefully waved the contract, scattering it onto Bran Cook’s face.

“I just received a call from the Chairman; the contract is real.”

Right then, the Willson Group representative in Gonzalez City stepped up to the podium and said loudly, “Since President Radcliffe’s vision has impressed our senior management, the Willson Group will officially participate in the construction of the business alliance starting tomorrow.”