Mitchell had a good sense of proportion when he said this. Although it was a bit offensive, it was better than kneeling.
Old Master Ferguson was silent for a few seconds when he heard this. His eyes were fixed on Mitchell.
"What if I don't sign?"
Mitchell smiled. "That evidence will then be sent to the court, and the entire Ferguson family will be destroyed in your hands.”
It was not that Eric wanted to be heartless. It was that their illegal act of bribery was done too blatantly.
Old Master Ferguson was slightly stunned. The bottom of his eyes was dark and deep as he pondered for a long time.
After a while, Old Master Ferguson slowly picked up the pen.
If he did not sign, this matter would be known by those shareholders who just supported him. They would then blame Old Master Ferguson for their grievances.
Eric's ploy was effective.
Eric was in his office. His face was gloomy as he looked out the window.
The dark clouds dispersed. The harsh sunlight shone through the window onto his fair skin.
Mitchell knocked on the door and put the signed documents on Eric's desk.
"President, the Old Master has already signed the document, but he has one condition, which is to give him the evidence of those shareholders' wrongdoings."
Eric's cold and solemn face became even more sullen.
"Alright. Have you arranged the rest of the matters?"
Eric was not the least bit worried about handing over the evidence, which would be destroyed by Old Master Ferguson.
After all that, Eric's fundamental purpose was not on those people anyway.
Mitchell nodded. "Yes, foreign capital has already started to contact them..."
Eric expressionlessly withdrew his gaze.
"Be careful with your movements. Don't let anyone notice."
Mitchell nodded and hesitated for a moment. "Mrs. Ferguson and Ms. Ferguson are still here. They said that they want to see you..."
Eric's face was cold with a frown. His voice was clear and cold.
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