The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1682

"Clayton Sloan-" Quavon stood up hysterically and shouted.

Quavon's face and neck turned red in anger, and he struggled to calm his emotions and spoke to Clayton like he was striking a deal.

"I can help you sit firmly in that position, and I can help you solve the problem at hand, but you must promise never to divide the interests of the Sloan family!"

This was the final straw.

Clayton looked at him and flicked his wrist to look at his diamond watch. His cufflinks glowed with a cold light.

He stood up to straighten his jacket and said with an indifferent voice.

"You're not qualified to negotiate with me. Before long, there will no longer be a Sloan Corporation in Liberty. It'll be called SF Corporation, and not a single Sloan will be there."

Quavon's face suddenly changed, and he looked at Clayton in shock.

"W-What are you saying?"

Clayton was giving up all of Sloan Corporation's contacts and resources to start over.

This meant going back almost ten years by cutting off all interests, involvement, and connections.

Huh, Clayton actually dared to do that?

How ruthless!

Clayton gazed faintly at Quavon with a hint of a sneer on his face.

"Mr. Sloan, believe me when I say this. If you secretly contact the outside world again, I'll immediately have someone pull the plug on Isaac."

Quavon's pupils shrank fiercely. He no longer had the aura he had just now. There was not even anger left.

"Are you threatening me?"

Clayton was using Isaac's life to threaten Quavon?

Clayton pursed his lips and did not conceal his disgust.

"I am, so you better believe me. That's your only son."

After loving Isaac for more than twenty years in the name of brotherhood, Quavon would have to be obedient in the future because of Isaac.

Quavon had no choice.

His face was twisted as he looked at Clayton, unable to say a single word.

Should Quavon threaten him?

Intimidate him?

Or beg for mercy?