NovelEnglishChapter 383: Back in the day, everything belonged to Gianna, Kellan's mother. But after her death, Brook not only seized 30% of the shares but also had the audacity to elevate his mistress publicly.
If it weren't for Kellan's undeniable skill, his father would've swallowed him whole long ago.
Kellan had been playing the long game, biding his tto take back all his mother's shares.
Hoyt, on the other hand, had spent years living recklessly, serving as the perfect contrast to Kellan's level- headed demeanor.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtNow that Kellan had finally moved against Hoyt, it signaled something deeper.
Ferdinand grinned, saying, "Your scumbag father must be losing his mind right about now." Kellan's voice was flat, void of any emotion. "Letting him live is more than he deserves." As he spoke, Kellan slowly tightened his grip, the black leather gloves creaking as his fingers tensed.
His cold demeanor made Ferdinand think of the art exhibition he visited, where he saw a medieval knight, gloves on, sword in hand, ready to strike.
Kellan was untouchable, a force no one could intimidate.
"Tsk, you should've seen Hoyt at the hospital, screaming like a pig. Quite the spectacle," Ferdinand chuckled, recalling the scene.
But Kellan's expression remained unmoved, as if Hoyt were nothing more than a trivial insect.
"When's the race?" Kellan asked, abruptly changing the subject.
"In about half an hour," Ferdinand replied, glancing at the slip in Kellan's hand.
"The competition in Group B is laughable. But there's a new face today, a girl." Ferdinand rested his chin on his hand, recalling, “Purple eyes. They could be colored contacts. She caused a bit of a scene earlier. Fiery attitude, but who knows if she can actually drive." "It's irrelevant," Kellan said indifferently.
He never treated anyone, not even his closest friends, with special consideration. "She'll lose," Kellan stated calmly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFerdinand was briefly at a loss for words, letting out an exaggerated sigh.
"You know, you never show this stone-cold side when you're with Ms. Clarke. You dote on her all day, but after everything I've done for you, I get no thanks at all!" Despite years of friendship, the difference in how Kellan treated him versus Allison was glaring. It was, without a doubt, a case of dropping old friends for a woman.
Kellan's response ccold and calculated. "If multimillion-dollam projects don't count as help, feel free to cancel the contract with Charisma Company." At those words, Ferdinand's grin returned in an instant. "I was only messing with you! Besides, men don't need emotional hand-holding."
He straightened his mask, shifting the conversation. "Anyway, it's tI make myself scarce I'm too O high-profile, and a physique like mine doesn't hide easily, even with this mask."
Ferdinand waved at Kellan and motioned toward the exit. "From here, it's up to you. 'lego stir things up to demoralize them so they don't have the mindset to focus on you."
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