A VALIANT HUSBAND
CHAPTER 95
He doesn't know Cyril very well.
His identity as King
The Western border eliminates
all concerns.
Besides, his attitude was so firm.
He believes that Cyril can
solve problems!
"Contact me if you
make sure the time is."
Cyril stood up and walked out of the room.
A spacious hall inside a certain villa.
Beautiful decoration and furniture
luxury is impressive.
It attracts people's attention.
A young man leaned against the sofa
in the middle of the hall.
His eyes closed when
sitting on the couch.
In front of him, two beautiful women
he was peeling wine and
feed him in succession.
He's in a very bad state
cheerful and comfortable.
Mr. Ziegler, today is the day
last of the time period
given but Alfred hasn't
responds. Should we go
and give him a warning?
A middle-aged man
a little slouching in front
Bernard asked respectfully.
"Well..."
Bernard opened his eyes.
The glint in his eyes was clear.
No need to do such
that's. You know my temperament.
I promised to give him three days,
I will keep my word!
Sure oes... "
Words disappeared.
"Then, he better be
keep that promise. If not, I
will teach him a lesson.. "
A middle-aged man
stating, "Quinston is just
trivial place. Honestly, that's
thanks to that the Feratoni Group has
attract your attention! Him
I should know that so much
people crave for
worked with you, but it didn't work."
"If he doesn't know what's good
for him, then he's blind!"
Suddenly, his tone became grim.
"However, I heard that
The King of the Western Frontier is in
Quinston now. Will he's..."
"The Western Border King thinks who he is!"
Bernard sneered, "Here it is
Quinston, territory! Anyone who comes to my territory must bow down to me!"
Yeah, yeah, yeah. The Tuan region
Ziegler, no one else cares!"
The middle-aged man immediately licked it.
"In addition, I got
father's support. There's no one
it can make a mess!"
Bernard enjoys the fruit
his wine while affirming with disdain.
Next morning.
Alfred received Bernard's call.
"Mr Oden, you really are
forgetful. Looks like you didn't
take my word!"
Bernard's voice in because
the threat in his voice was obvious.
He was waiting for Alfred to reply
since last night.
After all, last night was a deadline.
But he was waiting
until midnight and still
there was no response from Alfred.
That made him angry.
Alfred's actions showed
that he underestimated Bernard!
Therefore, Bernard has
call Alfred early in the morning
to demand answers.
"Mr Ziegler, it must be
agree to your terms. Feraton
Group is my father's achievement
his entire life. I
inherited it from him and even
if I can't promise to
take him into the future
better, at least I
hope to ensure its stability! "
With Cyril as the amplifier,
alfred's bieara tone was much more unrelenting.
He was submissive before, but
now he sounds much more assertive.
Bernard was not used to
such drastic changes.
"It seems you don't understand
with ability. Indeed
it is true that some people do not
they will give up until they
experiencing the worst. Only
those who suffer pain
the extraordinary will be ready
give up something
Bernard snorted when
his mind began to organize
a plot.
Suddenly Alfred exclaimed, "Master
Ziegler, let's talk!"
"Talk? What else to discuss?"
Bernard raised his eyebrows.
Immediately, a smug grin appeared on his face.
According to him, Alfred has
admit to losing subtly.
This negotiation is just for Alfred
reaping more benefits.
Bernard would not
compromise with all its benefits.
But he was very open to discussion.
Which he really wanted
the entire Feratoni Group.
If he can defeat the enemy
without lifting a finger, though,
it will be a situation
the most ideal.
"Tell me the time and place!"
Bernard asked firmly.
Alfred replied, "Hur day, in
Alaskarino Hotel."
The sun was hanging high
over Quinston in the weather
the end of summer.
A blue Ferrari stopped in
the Alaskarino Hotel.
After that, a man
wearing an Armani suit
get out of Ferrari.
The man was handsome, but his eyes
who threatened to be unsettled
all while he was observing
surrounding him.
Shortly thereafter, a car
black stopped behind him.
A middle-aged man was down
from the car, flanked by four burly guards.
Mr Ziegler!"
Alfred got out of the hotel
narrowed his eyes looking
Bernard stood in front of his Ferraris.
"Well..."
Bernard thaws.
Mr. Oden, this is
your last chance. Better
you snatched! "
Bernard walked in a direction
Alfred and stopped his steps.
He then lifted up
his hand and hit Alfred's face right.
The scene describes
a patronizing master
treating a prisoner
lowly by taunting.
Alfred's face immediately flushed.
After all, he was the chairman of the Feratoni Group and commanded respect.
How could he be slapped by
a young man in such a public place?
What a shame!
However, given Bernard's status
the strong, Alfred can only
gritting his teeth and suppressing his anger.
Mr. Oden, however you are
it is an honorable figure. Come on
go and talk! "
Bernard stepped into the hotel.
Alfred followed.
Arriving at the top floor,
Bernard found himself sitting down and sitting down.
He looked around and grinned.
Soon, this whole place will be his.
"Tell me, what do you want to talk about?"
Bernard diverts
his attention was on Alfred.
"I think it's time to
negotiate with you directly!"
Cyril and Shawn
they were right after Bernard
finished talking.
When they realized their presence,
bernard's eyes narrowed
squinted at them
and carefully.
However, he quickly calmed down.
He escorted four bodyguards olch
and they are more than enough to
handle these people.
"Mr Oden, it looks like you
not having at all
sincerity to negotiate!"
Bernard glared at Alfred with
hostility in his eyes.
If Alfred plants two men
armed in the middle, he
will be in great danger.
So, how could he
not angry?
"I heard you wanted
50% shares of Feratoni Group owned
Mr Oden?"
Cyril got to the point.
he doesn't like to waste time.
"Can't I?"
Bernard leaned
his head asked boldly.
