While observing, Hayes Edwards playfully asked his assistant standing beside him, "Don’t you think Hannah Winter and I make a great pair? With her looks, I suppose, no one else but could match her."
Louis Snyder’s gaze beca stern, his previous smile vanishing and replaced with darkness.
*
On the top floor of the Simmons Group.
Old Sir River may be old, but he still had a young heart. Even though he usually maintained a tranquility in his daily life, he was now thinking about expanding the River Family’s business.
To expand, the Simmons Group was the strongest competitor, but also the best potential partner.
There were no permanent friends or enemies in business.
Businessn prioritize profit.
It was not exactly cooperation, but the negotiation process went smoothly.
Before leaving, George River dismissed his assistant and secretary.
Only the two of them were left in the office.
George River looked at the man sitting behind the desk—proud and elegant, but with a cold look. Suddenly, he admitted, "If it wasn’t for my grandfather’s insistence, I would never collaborate with you in my entire life."
Arnold Simmons lifted his gaze to look at the man sitting across from him.
He didn’t respond.
George River’s expression cooled down, "Jimmy has always disliked you, thinking it’s your existence that ruined the perfect image of Grandpa Simmons in his mind."
Old Sir Simmons and George River’s grandfather belonged to the sa kind—they were restless in their youth, and quite adventurous.
The only difference was that Old Sir River genuinely devoted all his energy to his family business, while after achieving so success, Old Sir Simmons indulged himself in pleasure.
He was fun-loving outside, but he never brought his extramarital affairs ho. Hence, in the eyes of his family, Old Sir Simmons was always a strict yet perfect figure.
But the appearance of Arnold Simmons shattered everything.
Even today, George River could clearly rember the hatred in Jimmy’s eyes when he ntioned Arnold Simmons.
Illegitimate children were not uncommon in their kind of wealthy families. As long as one was rich, it was only considered promiscuity even if they were with several won at the sa ti.
As George t Arnold’s calm and deep gaze, he maintained a stern face, "In our youth, Jimmy and I were impulsive. What we did to you may have been childish, but I never thought there was anything wrong with it. Anyone in our place would have done the sa."
The existence of illegitimate children only threatened the position of the heir.
After a pause, he continued, "I’m not here to discuss Jimmy’s disappearance. I have only one request: stay away from Hannah."
Arnold Simmons placed the pen he was fiddling with on the desk, creating a crisp sound.
Like a piece of ice crushed by brute force in a clear glass cup, chilling to the bone.
He looked at the man across the table and suddenly chuckled, "Who do you think you are to make such a request?"
Such a cold laugh, exuding a sense of suppression that cos with a high position, could suffocate anyone at a glance, yet it managed to infuriate George River to a great extent.
George River clenched his fists, scoffing coldly, "Arnold Simmons, aren’t you afraid of ridicules for being an uncle courting his nephew’s ex-girlfriend?"
Arnold Simmons looked at the man across from him for a long ti, then tapped the desk lightly with the pen, "When a junior is eyeing his aunt every day, George River, are you sure your brain works fine?"
He uttered words of ridicule in a calm tone.
George River abruptly rose from his seat, chucking his hands on the desk, "Arnold Simmons, if you want to take revenge on , then target directly. Why must you tornt Hannah?"
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