"Go back and find the contract."Jacob had become the president of Ford Corporation with Peter's help, but he only held the qualifications for an annual salary, while Kendrick was entitled to dividends. Didn't this indicate that, in the eyes of Peter and the company's shareholders, he was still inf
"She's always running around everywhere. Please don't mind her, Peter. I'll make sure to lecture her when we get back. Just let her off this time." Standing up, Kendric was nearly 6.5 feet tall.Being tall wasn't just about breathing the air at a higher level. It was also about seeing more things.F
Peter smiled bitterly. "Do you really dare to shoot? Aren't you afraid of leaving your fingerprints behind?""Kendrick, are you crazy? I won't let you get away with this!" Jacob, who had seen Samantha run to the center of the mall earlier, was now shouting angrily.His ears were ringing from Kendric
"Don't chase anymore! I've sent someone to block them," Jacob shouted, holding his phone with a sinister smile. He then signaled the bodyguards to come back and protect him and Peter."What did you do?" Peter asked in a commanding tone. He feared that this fool might do something that would ruin his
If Samantha hadn't felt him shudder just now, she would have thought it was her illusion.Worried, she asked, "When did you get hurt?"She peered at the seat, trying to gauge the amount of blood he had lost, but Samantha found it futile. Kendrick's penchant for wearing black made it impossible for h
Looking around, Francis noticed a pile of rusty steel bars and discarded bricks not far away. They were likely left over from when the highway was constructed.But that wasn't important. He picked up a brick and a long steel bar and approached the car again.He wielded the brick, smashing it against
Samantha hadn't told Francis about Kendrick's condition. She just silently held onto him. If he truly died, what would she do?At this moment, she felt lost. If the man she had hated to the core were to die like this, shouldn't she be happy? Why did she feel bad and helpless?She glanced down at her
"Mommy, Uncle Francis, you drink too." Nathan held his small orange water bottle and handed it to Samantha and Francis. He looked exceptionally adorable."I'm not thirsty. Give it to Uncle Francis." Francis must be tired from carrying Kendrick. His forehead was covered in sweat. "You drink, Nathan.