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Chapter 716
Time Bar.
Dorothy drank as she read the news, and when she reached the last line, she slammed the glass on the floor
ruthlessly.
"B*tch!"
Kate frowned. "Dolly, why are you so worked up?"
Dorothy threw her phone over. "Look at that b*tch Phoebe James! Isn't she trying to hint to the press that I set up
Zac's car accident?!"
"Dolly, the innocent will stay innocent. The police need solid evidence, and her words aren't convincing enough."
Hearing this, Dorothy glared at her coldly and poured another glass of wine for herself. Then, she finished it in one
go-
Kate suddenly thought of something. "Please don't tell me that you're actually the culprit behind the car accident?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"So what if I am?"
"Dolly, how could you do this to Zac?"
"Oh. Zac..."
Dorothy sneered. "Will your Zac even look at you? Didn't he marry a counterfeit instead?!"
Kate was slightly dissatisfied. "I’ve never had any feelings for Zac. Don't be so crude when you speak."
"Hah! Stop kidding yourself. Why would you be so caring toward him if you don’t like him? Anyway, he's not even
dead.”
After saying that, Dorothy scolded. “I will definitely show that b*tch what I can do. Let's see how lucky she can be!"
"What are you trying to do?"
Dorothy thought for a while then smiled eerily. "I shall send someone to tail her. She will definitely show her true
colors!"
At this moment, the private cabin beside was a total mess. The wine glasses and bottles were broken all over the
floor, and the table was still stained with blood. It looked like a murder scene.
Fabian kicked the tea table aside. "Damn it! I've worked in the Quinton Group for ten years, and I've done so much
for my father in order to get my managerial position now. Yet he easily became the director of the Legal
Department by just relying on his identity!?"
He took a sip of his wine and smashed the glass on the ground. "Now what? He’s asking for equity? Who does he
think he is? A cripple trying to fight me? Who gave him the courage?"
The man beside him stopped him. "Mr. Fabian, calm down. It's just an interview. You know that Mr. Quinton doesn't
simply give away equity."
"Why can he be addressed as Mr. Quinton, but I need to be addressed as Mr. Fabian?"
Fabian was mad and became irritated by almost everything.
"Mr. Fabian, you are overthinking. It's obvious that Mr.
Quinton favors you. The only reason he let the cripple join the company is to relieve the criticism out there."
"Damn it. I honestly suspect that it was Zac Quinton himself who exposed the news."
"You're talking about the car accident that Mr. Quinton set up?"
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFabian clenched his teeth and scolded. "My father would never do that! Someone must be trying to use this to take
the position and force my dad to admit his identity, then use the pressure of public opinion to force my father to
give him the equity and title!"
"Mr. Fabian." The man dragged him to the sofa. "Actually, if he can do it, why can’t you do the same?"
"Me?"
Fabian was confused. "What do you mean?"
"Now that Mr. Quinton has been saying that he only has one son, why don’t you use the power of public opinion to
force him to acknowledge your identity? That way, you both will be competing at the same level."
Hearing this, Fabian was taken aback, and he sneered while grabbing the man's shoulder. "Aaron, I never thought
that you were that smart. I’m counting on you for this!"
"No problem!"
Aaron twitched the corner of his lips. "In fact, I have another idea that could increase your power, but I'm not sure
if you would be interested."
Fabian was dumbfounded. He then snorted. "I want Zac Quinton to get out of the company, so spill whatever you
have in mind!"
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