The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power novel Chapter 26

To make up for the shortfall, Reene visited all of the investment companies in Cleapolis from sunrise to sundown. However, none of them were willing to invest in her company as they didn't want to offend the Jacob Family.

Her last resort was to return to the Wynn Family and seek her grandfather's help.

As Henrich Wynn sat on his armchair, a light flickered in his eyes. "It's not impossible for me to temporarily get you through your difficulties... However, the funds withdrawn by the Jacob Family are not a small amount, and the Wynn Family can't help you unconditionally, can we?

His words clearly meant that Reene wasn't part of the Wynn Family.

Her gaze darkened. "Grandpa, you don't have to make up for the shortfall all at once. You just have to invest a portion of funds for the company to operate normally. I'm confident that we will be able to get through this! Neveah Department Store is a product of my hard work, and I will never let it go down. If you're willing to help me get through this, I'm willing to pay the price!" Reene pleaded.

"Hahaha! Since you've brought it up, I might consider it."

He then looked over at Clarence and asked, "Clarence, do you have any thoughts about this? Please share them with us."

"Clark Corporation would be able to fund the money, but as a condition, you'll have to transfer eighty percent of Neveah Department Store's shares to me!" Clarence let out a sinister smile before continuing, "Moreover, you'll have to let Alex be the chairman of the company!"

"Eighty percent of the shares..." Reene's red lips trembled as she was caught in a dilemma.

"Why? Are you not willing to do so? In that case, we shall wait for the demise of Neveah Department Store!" Alex scoffed.

His words were like a sharp knife, stabbing right into her heart. She'd never let her hard work go down the drain!

"Sure! I promise to give you eighty percent of the shares, as well as the position of chairman. However, I must participate in making important decisions for the company!" Reene gritted her teeth.

Clarence laughed smugly, "Hahaha! That won't be an issue. I'll get someone to draft the transfer contract over the next few days, and we shall sign it at Neveah Department Store in three days!"

Meanwhile, Kingsley had no idea about the difficulties that Reene was facing.

Currently, he was on his way to the suburbs; after dinner, he had received a phone call from Gavin notifying him that Henrich was in Cleapolis.

The Tanner Mansion was located in the suburbs, and it was designed with a vintage touch to it.

In one of the rooms on the second floor of the mansion, Henrich was seen sitting on a luxurious cushion while playing chess. His second son, George Tanner, and his third daughter, Chermaine Tanner, were standing next to him.

Even though Henrich was almost in his eighties, he was still full of energy like a sixty-year-old.

After Gavin brought Kingsley into the room, he bowed respectfully. "Father, Kingsley is here."

The next moment, one of the chess pieces dropped on the chess board.

As Henrich slowly raised his head, he saw Kingsley standing upright by the door. "Are you the descendant of the Nicholson Family?" he asked.

Henrich looked at him intently as if he was trying to figure him out.

Kingsley greeted smilingly, "Mr. Tanner, it's nice to finally meet you."

Henrich raised his brows, recalling how frightened the juniors of the Tanner Family were when they first met him. In fact, they were so nervous that they would stutter. However, the young man standing in front of him didn't show any trace of fear whatsoever.

"According to the Tanner Family's house rules, juniors will have to greet Mr. Tanner by kneeling," Gavin said in a small voice.

"I'm not part of the Tanner Family," Kingsley replied calmly while smiling. How could they make the God of War kneel in front of them? After all, it might be too overwhelming for an old man reaching his eighties.

When they heard those words, the Tanner siblings felt anxious since no one in their family had been so impudent toward Mr. Tanner. Not only that, no one in the Northern Underworld of Qusita dared not to kneel before him!

As Gavin was about to reprimand Kingsley, Henrich raised his hand to stop Gavin. "That's fine. You can sit down if you don't want to kneel," he stated.

"Sure thing, old man." Kingsley sat down directly on the cushion. As he sat right in front of Henrich, the only thing between them was the chess board.

Three of the siblings looked at each other with sour expressions, for only several people could sit on the cushion. Up until then, only a few venerable men were lucky enough to have sat on it a few times. Even the three siblings weren't qualified to sit there!

"Kingsley, you can't sit there!" Gavin was covered in sweat as he muttered.

"Why can't I sit here?" He moved to make space before asking, "Uncle Tanner, would you like to sit next to me?"

Gavin took a step back and refused while shaking his hand. "I wouldn't dare to— "

"Why not? Isn't this cushion for people to sit on? Don't you think so, old man?" Kingsley grinned at Henrich.

The older man gazed at him intently and explained, "Of course it is, but there's a condition to it."

"Oh? What is it?"

"If you sit here, you'll have to play a round of chess with me. If you win, you can sit however you want in the future," Henrich said nonchalantly.

"What if I lose?" "If you lose, the hill behind the Tanner

Mansion will be your final resting place."