Winner Takes All

There was silence inside the black Rolls Royce driving on the road.

Jack was looking out the window thoughtfully.

The arrival of Mr. Ward had taught him a valuable lesson.

His character and capabilities were not lacking but his behavior had always been too constrained, inevitably leading him being timid and hesitant.

Just like confronting Drago Chou, if in his place it was Mr. Ward since the beginning.

He had no doubt that Mr. Ward would have destroyed Drago Chou with his overwhelming power.

Compared to the magnificent Hughes Family, Drago Chou was just an ant.

But he gave Drago a chance again and again.

"Master, did you learn?"

Mr. Ward's soft voice sounded in his ear.

Jack came out of his thoughts and looked at Mr. Ward. Jack smiled bitterly, "Yeah, I have."

Mr. Ward nodded with satisfaction, "Master, your character, talent and capabilities are not inferior to the other elite young people in the family. It is just that your childhood experience and environment has restricted you. I just want you to know that after breaking away from this, some difficult things will become easier."

Saying that, he pointed to Brent on the side.

"For example, when Brent was the mercenary king, he never reasoned with the mercenaries, nor weigh the pros and cons."

"They don't deserve it." Brent's face was calm but his eyes revealed untamed cruelness.

That cruelness was only reserved for him as the King of Mercenary.

Like the king of beasts in the jungle.

Jack stayed silent and carefully recalled how his previous method of action was indeed powerful and decisive. But overall, he still lacked the overbearing power of Mr. Ward and Brent. Backed by the Hughes family, he was qualified to possess such domineering attitude.

He sighed heavily and then smiled, "I have bothered you a lot, Mr. Ward."

Mr. Ward smiled in relief and said no more.

At the same time, the Chou family memorial hall was a noisy mess.

The solemn and sad atmosphere had since long ceased.

Drago sat slumped on his chair, his clothes already wet, looking embarrassed.

The smoke from his cigar was rising in spirals before he crushed the cigar butt in his hands.

The people around suddenly went quiet, looking at him warily, not even daring to breathe loudly for the fear of being burned alive by Drago.

Everyone knew that even though Drago was silent right now, his anger was a deadly beast which would kill whoever dare to get close.

He threw the crumpled cigar on the ground.

He looked up, swept his gaze around at everyone in the room and waved his hand, "All of you, leave! Now!"

Everyone went out one after another.

However, Chou family members hesitated to leave.

Drago looked at them coldly and said sharply, "I told you to leave."

The people who were hesitated walked out at once with horrified looks.

Only Drago was left alone in the hall.

His eyes turned red, despair flushing his face. In a second, he looked like he aged more than ten years.

Deep regret surged through him.

If he could do it again, even if he had to let Diego die, he would have never provoked Jack.

He should have known his limits.

He wasn't able to see through Jack to see his powerful background, but he knew that Jack was not someone he could provoke.

"It's over... It's all over..."

He cried. His voice echoing in the hall, "In vain, I ran so hard half my life. One slip up and ruined everything. Aiden Lott, what a smart man are you!"

On the other side.

TM Villa District.

In Aiden's villa.

In his elegantly decorated office, Aiden held a cigarette between his fingers and the smoke swirled.

After putting down the phone, he smiled calmly, "Drago Chou was finished, the funeral hall was smashed. Drago Real Estate Agency ceded 60% of it's shares to Jack. He is indeed an unfortunate fellow." As Drago's opponent, Aiden naturally paid attention to him from time to time.

What's more, Drago set up a memorial hall at home and had people protest with banners outside of DT Real Estate Agency building to force Jack into mourning. This matter was shot and uploaded on the internet by the bystanders.

It was hard to not pay attention.

"60% shares for his life. What a bargain."

The young man pushed his glasses up his nose and looked at Aiden indifferently, "I don't like the smell of cigarettes."

Aiden was startled. He smiled brightly, "I have installed a very good ventilation system here, it will not leave a trace of smell..."

The young man smiled coldly, "I don't like watching people smoke."

Aiden looked helpless and crushed the cigarette in the ashtray.

Then he said, "Jack has accepted 60% of Drago Real Estate Agency's shares. Together with DT in his hands, he will now own the best real estate in the city."

When he said this, Aiden felt a little sad.

He had struggled for half his life, and only then he was able to build his real estate company step by step to finally become number one in the market.

But Jack...

Just a push in the back by the Hughes family was worth all his meticulous work he spent half his life doing.

As if he knew what was going on inside Aiden's mind, the young man smiled strangely, "So, no matter how hard you work, you might as well be born rich and with powerful backing?" Aiden smiled lightly and nodded.

Back at DT Real Estate Agency.

The employees of the company were very worried about Jack. When he came back, everyone was relieved.

Since some time ago, Jack had already become the backbone of the agency for all the employees.

Jack went straight back to the office, Corbin came in with him and said in a weird tone, "Jack, I am afraid what just happened might be bothersome."

"How?" Jack asked.

Corbin handed him the phone, "There are banners up outside the company building in protest, it was posted online and created a lot of buzz."

Jack glanced at the screen and saw that many media outlets posted pictures and videos of the banner that was being protested outside the company building just now. Moreover, the news titles were more eye-catching than the news itself.

One of the most popular ones was titled: [Shocking! The boss of DT Real Estate Agency went berserk. The deceased's family visited and forced him into mourning!] Looking at the title, Jack frowned.

Then he clicked on the comments section.

A line of speculative, ridiculing, angry and abusive comments came into view.

What's more, the comments played the role of the "informant" and described the incident in detail.

And though that Drago, who had the protest arranged was quickly picked out.

This also caused the general mood of the comment section to become blurry and confusing.

Some said that Jack and Drago were indeed in debt.

Some said that Drago was jealous of DT Agency and deliberately provoked Jack.

For better or worse, Jack knew the end result very well.

That was to affect the image of DT Agency enough to influence West Shantytowns renovation project's housing prices.

"Jack! Drago really stabbed us this time." Corbin's face looked bitter, but seeing Jack's face turn gloomy he hurriedly consoled him, "But don't worry, I have arranged someone to carry on the crisis PR management."

"Pull out."

Jack put down the mobile phone and smiled slightly, "There's no need for crisis management, why waste the money?"

Corbin was a little stunned.

Did Jack lose his mind?

Now that DT and Jack were in the face of a storm, if the public opinion was not handled properly, then the housing prices of DT and West Shantytowns' prices were really going to be unstable. Wouldn't that be a much bigger loss than the money going into crisis public relations management?This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Before he could speak, Jack leaned back in his chair and said with a strange smile, "Tomorrow I will sign the agreement, and the housing prices in the West Shantytowns will rise!"

Corbin was shocked. His body trembled and his pupils dilated, "Jack, are you kidding me?"☐☐☐