Lucinda was raised in a rich family. Even though she had left Stastle for six years, she still remembered how to conduct a tea ceremony.
It was the sound of the door swinging open that broke the silence in the meeting room.
The assistant rushed inside excitedly.
“You were right! The Roberts Group refused to give up. They’ll buy the goods at 500 million dollars in cash! My boss said that he’d give you 80% as soon as the Roberts Group transfers the money to us.”
Lucinda listened quietly, but she didn’t say anything. She simply focused on her tea.
It was Zaniyah who stood up and shook hands with the assistant.
“Very good. I look forward to a pleasant cooperation.”
Most big companies didn’t keep that much cash on hand. When they needed money, they’d withdraw it from the bank.
If the Roberts Group was able to pay so much cash at one time, it showed how strong the company was. Unfortunately, once all their cash was transferred to Seafe Co., their financial loophole would only be bigger and bigger.
It was late at night.
Thunder roared, lightning flashed, and the rain poured down relentlessly.
In the mountains between Forden and Gliethien, a group of people were running wildly along a mountain path.
“Sir, there’s a cave over there!”
They quickly rushed into the small opening. Some cut the weeds and tried to cover the entrance of the cave. It was a good place for them to temporarily hide.
NathanieL’s hair was drenched with rain and sweat and was plastered to his forehead.
His face was unusually pale and his lips were almost blue. As soon as he lay down, the sharp pain in his waist suddenly made him gasp.
“Sir!”
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Just now, these people were busy running for their lives. Nathaniel was injured, but he didn’t say a word.
So it wasn’t until then that his men found out that he had been stabbed. The cut was long and deep, and it was still bleeding profusely.
Nathaniel’s blood loss, coupled with being drenched in the rain, resulted in a burning hot fever.
If they couldn’t stop the bleeding and bring down his fever in time, his life would be in danger.
Fortunately, his men used to serve in the army. They knew how to handle themselves in the wild.
And so the men set out to treat his wound. However, because of the lack of medical resources, it took them almost an hour to bandage Nathaniel’s stab wound.
When he woke up from his coma, the first thing Nathaniel croaked was, “Tomorrow… Go back to Forden!”