Chapter 711

After saying that, Nyla quickly hailed a cab and left, leaving the two men staring at each other.

Oliver smirked. "Mr. Sumner, I'll be on my way. See you next time."

Damon's expression turned cold. "Mr. Raynor, I guess there aren't enough issues at the Raynor Group for you to be this idle."

"Go ahead and try to bankrupt the Raynor Group. But if you do, Nyla will only feel sorry for me and hate you even more," Oliver countered.

As Damon's expression darkened, Oliver's smile deepened, and he turned to walk toward his car.

In a relatively private restaurant in the north of Saintornia…

Rebecca glared coldly at the man across from her. "Weren't you supposed to deal with Nyla for me? How come she's still perfectly fine?"

The man opposite her, Sullivan, calmly sipped his tea. "Rebecca, don't be so impatient. I need some time."

Rebecca gritted her teeth. "Heseltine, don't forget that your dad was on the brink of death in the hospital. If I hadn't kindly lent you money, he wouldn't be a