The Son-In-Law Shot to Fame novel Chapter 935

“Are you sure I can just leave whenever I want?”

“Sure, sure, do whatever you want. I was really wrong, Sir.”

Seeing Gilbert admit defeat, Donald finally let go of his grip on him.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Even Fridolin only realized at that moment that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

If Donald had really crippled Gilbert or even killed him, he would undoubtedly face retaliation from the United Hearts Society.

When things got out of hand, Fridolin would surely have to shell out a hefty sum to settle the matter.

“Mr. Goodwin, today's welcome banquet was quite good. There shouldn't be any issues with me visiting the factory tomorrow, right?”

“Sure, no problem at all. Mr. Campbell, what time do you think you'll be coming?”

Donald said understandingly, “It all depends on what time is convenient for you. After all, we can't let the inspection interfere with production, can we?”

Hearing Donald say that, Fridolin felt a huge weight lift off his heart.

Even though Gilbert had foolishly barged in and bumped into Donald, fortunately, it seemed that Donald did not take out his anger on him because of that.

This could be considered a silver lining in an unfortunate situation.

At the very least, Donald would not have to spend more money to smooth things over on his end.

“Would 11 o'clock tomorrow morning work for you? After the inspection, we can have lunch at exactly 12 o'clock. In the afternoon, we can relax a bit.”

On the surface, it seemed like Fridolin was seeking Donald's opinion, but in reality, he had already made the arrangements.

The inspection would begin at eleven o'clock, and they were to eat by twelve. What does that mean?

That meant that Donald only had one hour to inspect the entire factory.