His Toxic Addiction-Chapter 308: Slavery. (Please, do not purchase)

While the couple spent time with themselves and strengthened their bond and connections, the whole higher-ups could be seen in their department meeting hall, all seated around a circular wooden luxurious desk with passive expressions on their faces.

Among everyone seated there, only one person, Mr. Wyatt, was pleased by the news shared with the world earlier. Old Mr. Guzman’s scroll was tighter than the rest of the businessmen. He felt the highest loss. That was because he knew the kind of child he would be passing his legacy over to and his plan to make the company stable for a couple of years after his death went to jail with Alfred The Lincoln company was solid and firm. He still saw a lot of wealth and potential in the company even after it fell. From the beginning of time, he had been waiting for the time Alfred Lincoln would sign a partnership deal with him, and now that he was able to grasp that dream, someone sent the man to jail. With his sweat and blood, he must find that person. His sharp eyes scanned the hall and fell on Mr. Wyatt. The moment his eyes landed on Mr. Wyatt, they became sharp and held accusations in them. "Where is your son?" The old man does not care if Nicklaus ceases to exist or not. However, he still remembered the insult the boy rained on them all the last time they gathered without caring how young and perishable he was. Somehow he felt a hushed feeling that Nicklaus would know what could have happened and he also doubted his thoughts. Nicklaus possibly shares no bad blood with his father-in-law and even if he does, the boy would not be that stupid to send the man to jail knowing it would risk his position and promotion. Mr. Wyatt frowned at the question thrown at him, "Where else if not with his wife?" he wondered what Sebastian’s intentions could be for him to throw such a question at him. Mr. Robert scoffed, "With his wife?" he repeated mockingly, "Did he not hear the news? What moment could he possibly be having with his wife to neglect his position that is already at stake if I am not mistaken?" Mr. Wyatt faced Robert and gave him a chilling glare, "I trained my son better and he should know when to be around his wife and when she needs him. It’s not your fault you do not know stuff like this. His wife needs him now after her father dismisses and he should be with her," he defended Nicklaus, "Whereas, how would you when you still keep a nineteen-year-old teenager beside you as a mistress?" he threw facts that cut more than blades at Mr. Robert. Mr. Robert’s eyes squinted from embarrassment and his expression hardened, "It’s surprising you know this. Now I see how you spend your free time. Nosing into someone’s life, is it?" Mr. Wyatt chuckled darkly and faced Mr. Sebastian, "You can go on, old man I’m sure we did not come down here to focus on a lab rat," he said at Robert and a few people in the hall frowned. The remaining few held back their small laugh to not get the hall rowdy. They equally wanted to go back home and did not come here to focus on someone. Sebastian tore his suspicion-filled gaze off Mr. Wyatt and cleared his throat. "We all saw the news earlier," he began, "It’s no funny news and it would determine which company grows and which company goes down to the dust level," The air in the hall became tense and confused. He went on, "The business world must not be for everyone, and you all must have that in mind." Mr. Rhode’s frown constricted and he spoke up first, "Are trying to say that a few of us would have to step down from our positions or go higher?" he strongly does not understand this old man. Why now was he saying the business world wasn’t meant for everyone? His question earned a smirk from Mr. Wyatt and silenced fear from the others. Mr. Wyatt wasn’t surprised, he saw this coming and he hoped Nicklaus knew what to do if things went south for him. He knew Alfred going to prison would cause an uproar in the business world. The masses would pay for it, the business world would become chaotic because Mr. Guzman must surely satisfy his greed and in return, the country’s economy would also pay for all of it. Mr. Wyatt felt lightheaded and immediately pushed the thought to the back of his mind to avoid having a headache. Mr. Guzman already placed a suspicious eye on him and he needed to concentrate here so that he wouldn’t send the right message across. Mr. Guzman nodded at Mr. Rhode’s words and replied, "Yes. And for the record, not a few. Most of you would step down and how you take my orders would determine your stance," The whole hall froze and their jaw dropped to the floor. Mr. Wyatt included. The whole members of the higher-ups can take care of their company themselves. Mr. Guzman’s threats or words gave them several punches and they could not help but let our audible murmurs. Mr. Gabriel slammed his hand on the desk and furiously stood up. "Would we move into slavery?" Mr. Wyatt stared away from Mr. Gabriel and reached for his phone inside his pant pocket. He typed Nicklaus’s name out and sent a quick message, briefly telling him about the situation at hand. "It’s no slavery,", Mr. Guzman’s old and firm voice replied, "When we came together to build this organization, this had been the agreement where you all would follow my lead alone when I order and now, I would be passing this company over to my grandson after I pass away and I wanted as much money as I can touch to be kept by waiting for him. Mr. Alfred was the key to that fulfillment but now, someone uncovered him and you all might have to be the first set of persons paying for it," Read only on Webnovel.com.

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