Jim narrowed his eyes and hung up the phone with a thud. Then, he leaned against his seat as he panted.
The Landry and Quinn families had already been bound together for a while, and he could not possibly untie those bonds after just a day of taking over.
The company that had run into trouble was the Quinn Group, not the Landry Group, yet while he was busy reviving and fixing the two corporations, the Quinn family was plotting how to take over the authority to the two companies!
Jim slammed his fists against his desk in anger, gritting his teeth.
In the past, Jim used to think Malcolm was cruel, but h e finally knew whose genes Malcolm had inherited.
"Vice President Landry." All of a sudden, the secretary knocked and entered his office. "We've already invited Cheryl's parents to the VIP room, but the two of them appear to be psychologically unstable... Do you want to go over and take a look?"
Jim let out an exhale, stood up, and followed the secretary into the VIP room.
The floor was covered in shards of porcelain.
Cheryl's parents were smashing the porcelain tableware onto the ground as they shrieked, "What are you planning to do, inviting us here?"
"Let me tell you this; don't you dare think you can buy us out with money. All we want is for Luna to get the punishment she deserves!"
"We'll never use our daughter's life in exchange for money!"
The first thing Jim heard were the sounds of Mr. and Mrs. Martin's screams.
He furrowed his eyes and entered the room, smiling. " Sir, Madam, I know you're not here for the money."
Seeing that the person who had arrived was none other than Luna's brother, a hint of hostility flashed across Mr. and Mrs. Martin's faces. "Were you the one who had asked these people to bring us here? What are you trying to do?"
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