Chapter 836: Chapter 836 Sit tight_1
But it was this mere 1.5 percent of shares that seemed to place Jimmy Simmons on a fiery grill, scorching his entire body with pain, yet he was unable to escape.
He suspected Arnold Simmons was deliberately humiliating him. After all, considering the Simmons Clan’s current situation, if Arnold truly had the capability, this 1.5 percent of shares wouldn’t mean anything to him.
Before leaving the conference room, Arnold Simmons dropped his last words, "After all the experiences you’ve had, uncle is giving you this opportunity. You’d better sit tight in this President’s seat of the Simmons Clan and not disappoint me."
This was his way of offering the position.
But after such a commotion, everyone knew that Arnold Simmons’s power as the head was still firm. Even those who came to sign contracts on behalf of their families today were all fawning over him.
Yet just moments ago, they had looked down on Jimmy Simmons with a sense of superiority.
Jimmy Simmons, trembling with rage, abruptly stood up from his wheelchair, but a sharp pain in his leg wound forced him back into his seat. Clenching his fists until his knuckles turned white, he spat out, "Arnold Simmons, you’ve gone too far!"
Arnold Simmons’s move made it seem like the project was given to him out of consideration for Arnold’s face.
How could he not be angry?
He wished he could tear his flesh and drink his blood.
Every stroke of the pen on the contract felt as if it was being carved into Jimmy Simmons’s heart, nearly making him vomit blood, but he still forcefully held back.
After the room was empty, Jimmy Simmons couldn’t help but smash everything within reach, "These people, they were all so obsequious and flattering in front of me, and now that they’ve seen Arnold Simmons return, they’ve all changed their tune. I refuse to believe I can’t surpass a bastard!"
Glass shattered at his feet, splintering across the floor and cutting into Jimmy Simmons’s wound, causing him to involuntarily inhale sharply from the pain.
Hank Ward hurriedly advised, "Young Master Simmons, impatience can ruin great plans. Arnold Simmons didn’t reach his position overnight; we can’t topple him so easily."
Jimmy Simmons, with a tight grip in his palm, asked, "Do I just have to accept this?"
Hank Ward replied, "Young Master Simmons, since he’s already given up the President’s seat of the Simmons Clan to you, you shouldn’t miss this opportunity."
Jimmy Simmons frowned, understanding Hank Ward’s intention.
He was well aware of the principle of enduring hardships to seek revenge.
But he couldn’t stand being trampled underfoot by someone he used to bully with impunity.
*
The "death" of Arnold Simmons had created a huge stir back then, and now his "resurrection" was even more shocking.
Even more so than before.
George River was also involved.
The mysterious identity from back then was naturally revealed as well.
Arnold Simmons had kept his cards too close to his chest. He was ambushed and left for dead, yet he managed to lay such a grand scheme during his life-and-death crisis, an intrigue that truly sent shivers down one’s spine.
Yet George River was always curious, if Arnold Simmons was so capable, why did he willingly give up his position to Jimmy Simmons?
Was it really just because of that small fraction of shares?
He couldn’t figure it out and didn’t continue to ponder.
What he was most worried about now was Hannah.
Whether she knew about Arnold Simmons’s fake death or was kept in the dark, being played with by Arnold like an insignificant pawn.
If that were the case, she might be heartbroken right now, and he could take this opportunity to see her.
Meanwhile, Hannah, whom George River thought was grieving alone, was in fact flying a kite with Jack Stewart on the grass.
It was supposed to be just a screen test, but on the way back, Hannah saw a group of kids playing on the grass and was tempted to join in, insisting on flying a kite.
Jack Stewart could only try to persuade her.
