Chapter 346: Chapter 346 - Crossroads
Jovan Levine awkwardly said, "I’m really sorry for startling you. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of them!"
Timothy Damon and others on the side had extremely ugly expressions on their faces.
What was going on? Did I really know Jovan Levine?
Moreover...Jovan Levine’s posture seemed a bit too humble, right?
As a social climber, Timothy Damon was the first to react.
"Brother Mason, I was blind. I...I apologize to you!"
After saying that, Timothy Damon started slapping his own face!
While slapping himself, he said, "Brother Mason, do you feel better now? If you’re not satisfied, I’ll keep slapping myself while kneeling here!"
Seeing Timothy Damon’s behavior, I couldn’t help but sneer.
It turned out that the bully, Timothy Damon, was so humble when facing people of high status. It was truly ridiculous.
"Alright, Timothy Damon, starting from today, you’re no longer part of our Levine Real Estate," Jovan Levine impatiently waved his hand.
"The same goes for all of you." Jovan Levine pointed at my classmates and said.
These people immediately panicked.
Especially Timothy Damon, who desperately kowtowed to me, saying, "Brother Mason, I really know I was wrong. Please give me another chance, just let me off like a fart..."
I was too lazy to bother with people like Timothy Damon, so I said nothing.
"Mr. Raymond, let’s go eat now. The food is already prepared," Jovan Levine politely stated.
I nodded and followed Jovan Levine, leaving the private room.
We came to another relatively luxurious private room and sat down.
The table was already filled with dishes.
Zendaya Andrew was sitting there, smiling at me.
"Where did Brother Mason go?" Zendaya laughed.
I casually answered, "I ran into an acquaintance and went to take a look."
Bringing up this topic, Jovan Levine poured himself a glass of wine and said, "Mr. Raymond, it’s all my fault. I’ll finish this glass!"
After saying that, Jovan Levine raised the glass and finished it in one gulp.
I smiled, "Mr. Levine, it has nothing to do with you."
"After all, they are our company’s people. How can it not be related?" Jovan Levine chuckled.
It was evident that Jovan Levine’s attitude towards me was somewhat humble.
"Jovan, don’t worry, Mason is not that kind of petty person," Zendaya smiled faintly from the side.
"Yes, yes, of course," Jovan Levine hastily nodded.
After the third round of wine and five courses of dishes had passed...
At the end of the dinner, Jovan Levine suddenly stood up and said, "Mr. Raymond, I might have to trouble you in the future. Our family’s health is not very good."
I nodded slightly, "Alright."
"Thank you so much, Mr. Raymond!" Jovan Levine couldn’t help but excitedly exclaim.
With the strength of the Levine family, they couldn’t possibly invite an elder from the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.
For businessmen like them, it was common for their health to be in poor condition.
With my words, it was like having an extra life.
Jovan Levine had prepared the room early, so after dinner, he drove Zendaya Andrew and me to the hotel.
"Brother Mason, don’t forget the promise you made to me~"
As we were about to return to our rooms, Zendaya said with a smile.
I nodded, "Don’t worry."
That night, I slept uneasily.
Looking at the moonlight outside the window, I couldn’t wait for the arrival of the next day.
At eight o’clock the next morning, I left the hotel early and headed for the Sean family.
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Sean family.
As Jerry Sean’s health deteriorated, the Sean family’s authority gradually expanded in a subtle way.
These days, Jerry Sean was almost sitting in his room all day, playing chess and drinking tea.
At this time, the Steward walked over.
He stood next to Jerry Sean and whispered, "Master, Logan Sean has already taken action against Miss Sean’s people."
Upon hearing this, Jerry Sean’s hand holding the chess piece suddenly stiffened in mid-air.
He put down the chess piece in his hand and slowly sighed, "Logan has already been developing his own forces for some time now. It seems that it’s impossible for him to show mercy to his subordinates."
"Yeah." The steward couldn’t help but sigh as well.
"Whether it’s in the business world, politics, or battlefields, young master Logan possesses the most powerful strength."
Jerry Sean had unspeakable bitterness in his heart.
The struggle within a large family would never cease.
As his son, Jerry Sean couldn’t take any drastic measures against Logan.
Internal and external troubles were giving Jerry Sean a headache.
At this moment, the nanny came up from downstairs.
"Sir, Mason Raymond is here," said the nanny.
"Mason Raymond?" A look of surprise flashed across Jerry Sean’s face.
Then, Jerry Sean smiled and said, "Let him come up."
"Yes, sir," said the nanny, slightly bowing.
A few minutes later, I came up from downstairs.
"Jerry Sean," I stepped forward and bowed slightly.
Jerry Sean chuckled, "Come and sit."
I walked over to Jerry Sean’s side.
My facial expression didn’t look too good because the dead energy in Jerry Sean’s brow had expanded even more.
Such an extent of dead energy indicated that Jerry Sean might not live much longer.
"Care for a game?" Jerry Sean asked with a smile.
"Sure!" I nodded vigorously.
This time, Jerry Sean’s style of play turned cold and ruthless, almost finishing me off as quickly as possible in every game.
After fighting several games, my style also became more mature and experienced.
Unlike Jerry Sean’s decisive approach, my style was extremely stable, like an impregnable wall.
In other words, Jerry Sean was the sharpest spear, and I was the sturdiest shield.
After an entire morning, I finally launched a counterattack in the last game.
This counterattack caught Jerry Sean off guard.
In a few short moves, Jerry Sean ran out of options, and all his chess pieces were eaten cleanly by me.
"Hahaha!"
This made Jerry Sean laugh heartily as he stroked his beard.
He looked at me appreciatively and said, "Each move involves the overall situation. It seems like defeat, but it contains hidden dangers. Once a counterattack is launched, the opponent has nowhere to escape. Well done, well done!"
As the saying goes, a chess game reflects life itself.
The style of play shows the attitude during the competition.
"Jerry Sean, you’re too kind. Facing a strong opponent like you, I dare not attack rashly," I said modestly.
As with this game, I dared not act recklessly when facing the gigantic aristocratic family of Capital City.
What I could do was to bide my time and seize opportunities.
"Mason Raymond, you should know that my days are numbered," Jerry Sean suddenly said.
Upon hearing this, I fell silent, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Jerry Sean’s face suddenly turned a bit cold.
He stared at me and said, "You should be well aware of the situation in the Sean family. If I die, Mabel won’t be a match for Logan."
"But they are all my closest relatives, and I don’t want them to kill each other either."
"So, I’m giving you two choices now," Jerry Sean said coldly.
I nodded and said, "Please, go on."
"First, give up on Mabel. I’ll give you a sum of money, and I’ll make sure you have treatment and resources no less than those of an elegantly dressed young man. This is also in line with your life strategy." Jerry Sean said.
"As for whether you can snatch Mabel back in the future, that’s up to your own abilities."
At this point, Jerry Sean paused and continued, "As for the second choice, you might face both the Sean family and the Johansson family as your enemies."
"Once I’m gone, they won’t show you any mercy."
"By then, you might die, and Mabel will be implicated because of you."
