Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 947: I’ll Remove You from the Family Register

The group of people who can afford to spend at an expensive venue must not be simple characters.

This commotion has dampened the spirits of many guests, especially those businessn invited here for negotiations.

It is estimated that after this incident, the club’s business will beco increasingly bleak.

Louis Hayes can’t even understand why such a vast establishnt would be entrusted to an idiot to manage.

In his eyes, the big-bellied man is no different from a foolish dullard.

If Jenson Sinclair could have been handed over earlier, it wouldn’t have required dozens of bodyguards to go to great lengths to search for him.

anwhile, Jenson Sinclair received the news.

Jasper Sinclair chose the latter between staying and leaving.

On the seventeenth floor, after previously dismissing others from the room, he was lounging by the coffee table, fiddling with a pair of dice when the bodyguards found him.

The bodyguards’ attitude was reasonably friendly; at least they didn’t enforce strict asures and even respectfully addressed him as the second young master.

"Director Sinclair is on the first floor and wants to see you."

"Since he wants to see , why doesn’t he co in person, losing face for him?"

Jasper Sinclair’s tone was hardly polite.

Another bodyguard had already opened the walkie-talkie and said to the person on the other end: "On the seventeenth floor, room seventeen-zero-three."

The few numbers at the end referred to the room number.

Within just three minutes of the conversation ending, Jasper Sinclair’s figure appeared in the room.

"Cousin, you surely went to great lengths to find ."

A gentle laugh was heard as Jasper Sinclair called out the other’s na with a leisurely tone, "Several family gatherings without you, who could guess you were lurking here like a pest in the gutter."

"What difference does being a pest make, when I can still have you begging one day."

The words exchanged between the two brothers beca increasingly unpleasant, with Jenson Sinclair’s final words clearly admitting his actions.

At this point, there’s no need for concealnt anymore.

Growing up in the Sinclair Family, how many are fools?

Jasper Sinclair wasn’t provoked by his few words; accustod to high positions, he had long mastered the ability to not reveal emotions.

In crucial monts, Jasper Sinclair can face situations calmly.

He spoke serenely: "Jenson Sinclair, know your place, I have ways to destroy you, and to remove you from the family tree."

"Alright, go ahead and remove ."

The nad person was indifferent, even curled his lips for it, lacking any trace of his usual noble son’s image.

"No rush, I’ll satisfy you; first, let’s leave this aside, where is the antidote I want?"

"You want the antidote..." Jenson Sinclair murmured, repeating it once before suddenly standing up from the sofa.

The bodyguards scattered throughout the room noticed his movent and imdiately unified their steps towards Jasper Sinclair’s position.

At all tis, ensure the Boss’s safety.

Jenson Sinclair chuckled, a hint of roguishness about him, as he walked to the window, opening half of the glass pane, including the bay window.

It seed like the wind and snow outside found a breakthrough, rushing in fiercely.

Jasper Sinclair was still feverish, vulnerable to the cold wind, ready to sneeze with a chill.

He tried desperately to hold back, not wanting to make an undignified move.

Just then, Jenson Sinclair took out a small vial from the inner pocket of his suit, approximately the size of an adult man’s thumb.

Everyone present shifted their gaze from Jenson Sinclair’s face to the vial in sync; the harmony was almost astonishing.