Watching Xavier's current progress in his plan, Theodore thought that he would still need some time.
"Since you're here, let's have a meal together."
"I've eaten," Theodore stood up and was about to leave.
Xavier looked at the retreating figure that never turned back. There were things he was able to guess even without asking.
When Wilson was taken away and came back the next day, Xavier was not surprised to see him appear safely during the meeting with the board of directors.
"Mr. Godfrey, when did you come out?" One of the directors asked in surprise when they saw him come back safe and sound.
"I came back last night," Wilson said in a deep voice and sat on the chair.
Xavier gave him a cold look and didn't say a word.
The others wanted to ask more, but they heard a person say angrily, "If you don't want to proceed with the meeting, you can leave now."
Everyone else heard this and they all fell silent.
However, Wilson said proudly, "It's reasonable for everyone to be concerned about me because they knew I was in trouble. Why are you so angry, Mr. Godfrey?"
"Angry? If it wasn't because of the Godfrey family's money, I don't think you would be sitting here. You all might as well get out and have a good chat by the road, discussing among yourselves how Mr. Godfrey went in and out without a scratch?" Xavier's sarcastic voice echoed in the office.
Hearing his words, Wilson's proud face disappeared and he looked gloomy.
Other people were even more afraid to speak. If a father and son could speak so viciously to each other, what more was there to say for outsiders like them?
During the meeting, Xavier pointed out that the department managed by Wilson had performed poorly. He rebuked angrily, "Mr. Godfrey, what's wrong with your department? There's not even a slightest bit of improvement seen. You might as well just dismiss your department. We don't need to waste money to pay your salary."
Wilson looked at the data on it and said coldly, "You have all the documents in your hand so if the clients want to meet up, they have to find you. People from our department can't interfere."
"The clients are all old customers. Do you still need to meet up with them? Your main task is to find new clients. You can't even do this and you still want to blame it on me?"
Wilson listened to the truth in his words. Everyone in the room listened quietly. The same thing always happened in every meeting. Wilson was always the one who was silenced.
"Are you blaming me..."
"Shouldn't I blame you for it? The directors' shares are less than yours but they still continued working. Are you trying to just sit around and do nothing yet enjoy the profits?"
Wilson's face turned red with rage. How dare Xavier compare himself to the others.
Xavier knew what Wilson cared about the most. As a proud and arrogant person, he couldn't stand being compared to others.
It just so happened that Xavier liked comparing with others. If he was angry, Wilson shouldn't get away with it too.
At the end of the meeting, everyone left. Wilson and Xavier were the only two people remaining.
"What are you trying to say?"
"I learned it from you, didn't I? I do whatever it takes in order to achieve my goal. Wilson, they said that I'm very similar to you, but why do I feel that we're not alike at all?" Xavier looked at him with a smirk on his face.
Wilson answered him coldly. "You don't trust me?" "Trust? I used to believe that you were a kind father, but I never expected that my father was a cruel man," Xavier smiled, showing his white teeth, but the hatred and coldness in his eyes were strong.
Wilson knew that there was hatred towards him in Xavier's heart, but ultimately he was still his father.
"Let's not talk about the past anymore."
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