It has been a week since the J Group was under investigation regarding the cargo stored in their warehouse. Thanks to the help of his friends, they solved the problem sooner.
However, when John ca ho from T Country. Shocking news welcod him.
"What is the aning of this?" John's voice is echoing throughout the CEO's office.
His assistant had just reported; it shocked him after listening to him. He is no longer the CEO of J Group after his father sold all of his shares to Samuel Miller.
Silence filled the office for a mont. Soone knocked on the door. A secretary walked in like a scared cat. She was afraid to see the rage on their boss' face. However, she has to do her job.
"Mr. Jackson, Chairman Miller's assistant, made a call just now. He wanted to et you in the hotel."
John shrunk his pupils as he gritted his teeth, thinking Samuel Miller was now holding the highest shares of the company, owning, including all of their establishnts. 'You really are sothing, dad!'
Filled with resentnt in his heart, John drove toward Jackson Suites. Now he has arrived at the hotel. He saw several security guards scattered around the premises.
John shook his head and chuckled ridiculously. 'Samuel Miller, what are you afraid of now?'
He solved the matter in their branch office at T Country with the help of Dawson's political influences. After Samuel Miller exposed his illegal activities; it was Vincent, who quickly worked on the matter by asking Dawson's help. With his words, Rob's family helped by releasing a statent that J Group has legal papers to store and transport the goods stored in their warehouses.
He shows Samuel Miller that he can fight against him. However, he did not expect his father would push him into the mud. Now news in the company that he will be demoted after the Jackson family only has three percent shares in J Group.
'Why am I not surprised?' John asked himself while taking the elevator toward the presidential suite. Selling his dad's company to soone like Samuel Miller is sothing Gideon would do because he is a selfish man and a selfish father.
John rang his phone, he imdiately checked on the call.
"What is it?" He asked coldly. The caller is his assistant, who felt a chill on his spine hearing his indifferent tone.
"Mr. Jackson, a report ca in. The chairman, I an ex-chairman Jackson, purchased a superyacht worth hundred million dollars!"
The news thunderstruck John. It took a few more seconds before he snapped himself to settle his breathing.
"Is that so? Keep posted." John hung up the call. He thrives on staying calm.
Dropping both of his shoulders to his sides, John felt like the world collapsed on him after he checked out the photos his assistant sent him. "Dad, you are really so unfair."
The resentnt he felt for his father had even worsened after John saw his dad and Jay fishing and have a great bonding ti as father and son on a hundred million yacht while he was left alone with only a three percent share of the company.
The Jackson villa was left to him. At least, he will not live in the street or a single bedroom apartnt from an extensive penthouse. He lives in one of their residential towers. But now, everything belongs to Samuel Miller. His good life was robbed!
He should never believe in his dad to help him. Instead, he was trampled on the ground by him. John's fingers digging in his palm. He remained not being himself even after he arrived at the presidential suite.
"You seed lost in thoughts, John."
John was pulled out from deep thoughts when he heard a voice. He looked up, and his gaze t a pair of gray eyes, staring at him with intent. John realized he was already seated on a single couch across from Samuel Miller.
"You…" He was still in a daze; he could not find the right words to throw at the man in front of him after everything he had done to him.
"You must have already heard that I am the new owner of J Group." Samuel grinned at John, which annoyed the latter.
"What do you want from !? Are you not satisfied yet?" He tried to sound fearful, but John knew he was inferior no matter what he would say and how much he would bellow at Samuel.
"Am I really the one who needs sothing between us? Is it you?" said Samuel nonchalantly. Swirling the goblet in his hand, he sipped on the wine.
John narrowed his gaze and asked with confusion written all over his face.
"What do you an by that?"
"John… John… John… Aren't you angry to see your dad and brother having a good life, but you were left almost penniless? How long would you survive with the savings that you have in your bank account?"
John shoots a dagger look at Samuel. The man only laughed at him.
"Am I your enemy here? It was your father who proposed that I buy all of his shares. Who am I to reject such an offer?"
John pulled the corner of his mouth and grinned.
"Then what am I doing here? Don't worry. I won't beat around the bush. You are kicking out of the company. Right? Then you need not waste your ti telling in person. I will resign right after I sort out a few important projects that I handle. I won't give you difficulties to fire ." Upon saying this, John got up from the couch and turned around, preparing to head to the door.
"Did you hear saying anything?"
"Isn't that the reason you summon ?" John retorted with a sneer.
Samuel smiled and replied, "It was quite the opposite."
"What?" Now his face is filled with curiosity. John stared at Samuel with impatience in his eyes.
Samuel waved his hand, gesturing for him to co and take a seat once again, and John followed.
"I'm all ears." Although he showed an interest in whatever Samuel would tell him, John hated him, so he had no reason to sound sincere. Instead, his tone was cold and stern.
Despite the indifference John showed him, Samuel calmly smiled as he began.
"As I've ntioned just now, I am not your enemy, John." Then he added with a soft tone in his voice. "I could feel your pain and suffering, John."
"How co?" There is a mocking smile across John's face. 'A murderer like you has a kind heart? What a joke.'
"My father also abandoned . I was just a kid back then. Unlike you, you can already take care of yourself. Moving on, I accidentally saw him. My father was happily married to a rich woman, and they have a son together. You know what? He loved him so much. He carried him on his shoulders, and they were laughing." Samuel took a brief silence before he carried on.
"What is the difference between and my younger brother? That is what I always ask myself."
"Then what's your point in telling this?" asked John impatiently.. He had guessed that Samuel was trying to brew sothing.
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