??Chapter 627: Chapter 601: Her Husband?_2
Chapter 627: Chapter 601: Her Husband?_2
Although Cherish Turner was not familiar with the law, she learned so details through Aaron Green. She knew that there were only two outcos and that one person would definitely go to prison.
Suddenly, the always strong Cherish’s eyes turned red, and her voice choked with emotion, “What should we do? How could this happen!”
Yannis Griffith gazed at her, then gently pulled her into his embrace.
When Daniel Peacock returned to the overseas departnt, Abigail Johnson was already waiting for him. She knew that so shareholders had been invited by Yannis Griffith for negotiations, and she also knew that Daniel Peacock had gone there, “How did it go?”
“How do you think?” Daniel Peacock spoke indifferently and sat down on his chair.
“Did you really withdraw the civil lawsuit?” Abigail Johnson asked with furrowed eyebrows.
“Isn’t the insurance departnt busy? Do your job, that’s your duty!” Daniel Peacock looked up at her, startling Abigail. Although unwilling, she couldn’t help but say before leaving, “That money must be fast!”
Afterward, a subordinate called to report the latest situation, “President Peacock, the high-priced land, villas, and buildings that were bought earlier have all been transferred to your na. The funds invested in financial institutions cannot be changed because Old Johnson did not personally sign the agreent.”
“Transfer that money.” Daniel Peacock said resolutely after listening to the report on the other end of the phone.
In the quiet office, only the sound of the lighter being opened and closed could be heard.
Staring at the silver-grey lighter in his hand for a long ti, Daniel knew from the beginning what the choice was, or perhaps he knew from the very beginning that this was a point of no return.
One night, soone said to him: if you went the wrong way, you could turn back.
He could only keep moving forward, with no way to turn back.
“Daniel, I’ve just returned to Haicheng, and I want you to co back right away!”
Old Johnson’s phone call was very hurried, almost like an order, asking Daniel Peacock to rush to see him imdiately. Daniel thought he wanted to question him about the changes in the real estate, so he drove to the villa. When he arrived at the villa, he entered the study, finally seeing Old Johnson, whom he hadn’t seen for several days.
The rain was getting heavier, accompanied by occasional cold winds.
However, the incense burner in the study was burning sandalwood, and the faint fragrance could calm people’s hearts. Old Johnson was sitting on a chair with his eyes closed, his hands resting casually, seemingly resting. He only opened his eyes when he heard the knocking and footsteps, looking at the visitor. Daniel Peacock walked in with one hand holding his coat and the other holding a docunt, with an upright and elegant bearing, looking just like Old Johnson did when he was young.
Old Johnson gazed at Daniel Peacock in a trance, not speaking for a long ti.
The Daniel Peacock took a few big steps forward and addressed him, “Old Johnson, I transferred those real estate properties to my na to make it easier to handle so matters. I didn’t inform you beforehand, don’t be angry. By the way, can you also let
take control of the funds we invested in financial institutions?”
Old Johnson seed to have heard him but also seed not to have. He only nodded his head.
Daniel Peacock placed the docunt in front of him, “Old Johnson, please sign this.”
“Daniel, I have sothing to tell you,” Old Johnson said in a deep voice.
“Sign it first, and then we can talk.” Daniel Peacock handed him the pen, insisting that he sign it first. His warm gaze showed no hint of anxiety.
Old Johnson’s heart felt empty, and his conversation with William Griffith left him feeling extrely tired. That ssage also made him realize that he had lost after all – not to Robert Griffith, but to her. He didn’t care about those real estate properties and funds anymore. He anxiously took the pen to sign his na and then grabbed Daniel Peacock, saying, “Daniel, I want to tell you… ”
“Old Johnson, I know everything, and I understand,” Daniel Peacock didn’t let him finish, but went on, “I will definitely win. I, Daniel Peacock, am no less than anyone else.”
Upon hearing this, Old Johnson trembled and grabbed his wrist, saying solemnly, “If I had agreed to your marriage with Abigail back then, maybe none of this would have happened.”
Regarding his previous refusal, Old Johnson indeed felt guilty.
Old Johnson suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and his face turned pale.
“Are you feeling unwell?” Daniel Peacock noticed sothing was wrong and asked anxiously.
“I want to sleep for a while, I’m fine.” Old Johnson had palpitations, and coupled with the stress of the matter and the exhaustion from travel, he was both physically and ntally tired. Daniel Peacock agreed, helped him up, and guided him to his bedroom. When Old Johnson had gone to sleep, Daniel Peacock returned to the study and retrieved the signed docunt.
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