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Chapter 1007: Chapter 107: Forcing the Palace
Not until Julius Reed stepped out of the mountain gate.
did that invisible restraint disappear from the Ridge Family members.
Surviving calamity, coupled with legs that had gone weak,
many Ridge Family clanspeople collapsed directly onto the ground, their faces deathly pale.
On their bodies, on their faces, there was more or less warm blood.
That was the blood of their brothers and kin!
Still warm.
"Pfft!"
Truman Ridge leaned against the doorpost, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out, and his entire body swayed, on the brink of collapsing.
Using his only remaining hand, he pointed toward the mountain gate, "Julius Reed, I swear we will not rest until one of us is dead..."
"Master!"
The clan member who had run to send the message earlier gasped for breath as he ran over, "The Elders have already led the people from The North Sea here..."
"Too late."
Truman Ridge’s fingers clenched tightly on the doorpost, he gritted his teeth and said, "Get me in touch with Grandmaster Leocadia from Northern Mount..."
"Yes!"
The man quickly left.
...
Five-river Province.
Water Pearl Hotel.
Miguel Abbott, Stanislaus Potter, and Julius Reed.
The three of them sat at a table in the top-class private room of Water Pearl, chatting merrily.
"Mr. Reed, you suddenly returned, why didn’t you notify your brothers?"
Miguel Abbott had an apologetic expression, "It’s my negligence, I didn’t even know Mr. Reed had returned to Gonzalez City..."
Stanislaus Potter quickly took over the conversation, "We should have cleaned the dust for you. If it weren’t for Mr. Reed, we would’ve been long dead."
Recalling the day they were ambushed, Stanislaus Potter felt a chill in his heart.
The days that followed were all borrowed.
A blood profit.
"The situation was urgent, it was inconvenient," said Julius Reed indifferently.
He had disguised himself and infiltrated into Gonzalez City.
How could he possibly reveal his presence to anyone in advance?
"No need for a welcome, but there is one thing that I would ask for your assistance with."
Julius Reed leaned back in the sofa chair, resting his hands in front of him.
"Please give your orders! We would go through fire and water, unhesitatingly accepting death!"
Miguel Abbott said in a deep voice.
"How about, you two merge your company into my group and become shareholders? What do you think?"
Julius Reed smiled as he spoke.
"It’s possible!"
"No problem at all!"
The two agreed without any hesitation.
They did not even flinch at a group worth over a hundred billion in assets!
"That’s the spirit! I assure you both, you will make more money than you do now,"
Julius Reed pointed at the two men in front of him, his eyes filled with anticipation, "I need managers. Your first task upon taking office is to take back a huge amount of assets for me and fully integrate them into the company!"
"How much?"
Miguel Abbott asked.
"So much that it’s beyond your imagination."
Julius Reed stood up and walked to the window of Water Pearl.
Through the glass, one could see the outline of a good half of Five-river Province.
"Truman Ridge, a hidden tycoon of Five-river Province. His assets are measured in the trillions. Tomorrow, I will lead you two to take back these things."
He braced his hands against the window, took a deep breath, and said, "I didn’t kill him today because I wasn’t prepared to pull out those assets. Wait until tomorrow, bring a truck over, and we’re moving."
"Mr. Reed, your company is...?"
Stanislaus Potter didn’t know that Julius Reed had a group.
"Willson Group."
Julius Reed turned around, looking at him, "From now on, you two are shareholders of the Willson Group. As long as you are loyal to me, endless wealth and prosperity await you. But if you betray me, then you’ll be the next Truman Ridge."
"The... Willson Group?"
Stanislaus Potter was a bit doubtful, wondering if he had misheard.
The largest business titan in Five-river Province belonged to Julius Reed?
They had taken refuge in Willson Group before and knew that Willson Group had a big connection with Julius Reed.
But now, Julius Reed himself declared that Willson Group was his.
It still left Stanislaus Potter shocked!
"That’s why I say, you’re very lucky."
Julius Reed looked down at the Rolex on his hand, then raised his head to ask, "What time is it?"
"Seven o’clock..."
Stanislaus Potter tried to speak, then stopped himself.
"Oh, this is a piece of advice from Terry Moore... He is my junior, and he taught me. He said a watch isn’t for telling time, so I never really bothered to set it."
Having said that, Julius Reed took out his cellphone and made a call, "Handle some business for me, add Miguel Abbott and Stanislaus Potter to the board of directors list."
The two were extremely thrilled upon hearing these words.
The Willson Group...
That was the Willson Group!
"Get a helicopter ready, and follow me to Gonzalez City."
After he finished speaking, he put his hands in his pockets and left the private room.
...
"Miss."
At the entrance to the Chairman’s office at Five-state International.
King Kong knocked gently on the wooden door.
He was somewhat reluctant to wake Itai Huntington, but it was already half-past eight.
The countless businessmen in the lobby below were incessantly rowdy.
If they were to wait any longer, they might storm up here to cause trouble.
Thinking of how Miss Huntington was driven to distress by Otis Radcliffe, King Kong wished he could kill someone!
Yet, he was equally aware that he did not have the ability to do so.
Otis Radcliffe nowadays was no longer the youth he once was.
If they resorted to force, it would only harm Itai Huntington.
But when the door opened, King Kong was stunned.
The Itai Huntington before him was glowing radiantly!
Was this someone who had been sleeping?
She was clearly applying makeup!
And yet, without having slept all night, Itai Huntington seemed even more spirited!
Was it because of that man?
King Kong felt heartbroken, clenching his fists tightly together.
He couldn’t understand...
Why someone as outstanding as Itai Huntington would resort to being someone else’s mistress?
"Miss..."
"Let’s go."
Itai Huntington took out a mirror, and after confirming she was satisfied, she strode down toward the first floor.
In that moment of walking, her expression turned ice-cold.
She carried the aura of a queen.
"She’s here!"
Someone shouted.
The noisy crowd instantly quieted down.
Hundreds of eyes were fixed on Itai Huntington as she descended the stairs.
They wanted to see how this famously widowed woman would hold up in today’s situation!
In the crowd, Otis Radcliffe’s mouth curved into a slight smile.
He looked around but did not see Quella Radcliffe.
Unfortunately, his sister was actually late.
Later, he would certainly single her out for criticism.
"Ladies and gentlemen, rather than going to work early in the morning, you gather here. What is the intention?"
Itai Huntington stood on the first floor, facing countless pairs of eyes, and spoke composedly.
Even though she knew these people harbored malicious intentions and wanted to change the chairman of the board.
But at the moment, she was still the chairman!
She couldn’t lose in presence.
"Chairman Huntington, at the beginning of the alliance, you said the position of chairman should be held by the competent," someone stepped forward and said with a sneer toward Itai Huntington, "Now, the person capable of taking us all to greater heights has emerged. You wouldn’t cling to this position, would you?"
"That’s right! Mr. Radcliffe could do much better. You could just go home and get married!"
Someone laughed boisterously.
"Mr. Radcliffe has returned to Gonzalez City with the intention of leading us to glory. Miss Huntington, we propose to re-elect the leadership."
Their ulterior motives were glaringly obvious.
They were no longer discreet, directly challenging her authority.
Boom!
Just then, a loud noise came from outside.
"What’s that sound?"
Everyone turned to look at the entrance of Five-state International.
They saw.
A helicopter was slowly descending.
Five men and one woman stepped out from the helicopter.
