
Winifred surprised.
Tyr, instead of acting the opposite, enjoyed his victory as he looked at the disgraced faces of every high-ranking management official present in the room. Drake Tucker, you're amazing!
Jorge started to feel anxious and said, "Master. Tucker, Winifred is a pillar of Zea Group, how could we possibly take it off? Just now, we were discussing promoting Winifred to be the manager of the design department and giving him a raise, didn't you, everyone?"
"True, true, true ...." Those high management officials started nodding their heads continuously.
"Now I would like to make an official announcement that Winifred is the manager of the Zea Group design department."
However, Drake looked indifferent. He looked at Winifred and said to her, "Miss Winifred, even if you become the manager of the design department in this company, the talent you have will be in vain. If you're willing to come and work for the Tucker Group, then I can give you a higher position and raise your pay tenfold."
The buzz... A buzzing sound began to explode inside the minds of Jorge and his group. Actually they do not feel afraid if Winifred wants to leave this place but they feel worried if they have to lose the feasibility of investing.
"Winifred, this company really needs you" Jorge exclaimed.
Winifred took a deep breath. Thank you, Mr. Tucker, for your kind offer, but I am a member of the Zea family. I have to do my best for this company, so..."
"I understand, Miss Zea. Although it is unfortunate, when you think about it carefully, the doors of the Tucker Group will always be open to you." After that, Drake shook Winifred's hand. "I hope we can cooperate well after downtown enters the market half a year later."
"Sure, Mr. Tucker."
"If there's nothing else, then I'll go." Drake turned around to leave. "Oh, right. I forgot to mention something, for the trouble brought about by the Zea family who had deliberately bribed and relied on the connection with this gift giving, my boss became very angry. In honor of Miss Winifred, then allow me to remind you all to stop doing dirty tricks. Otherwise, my employer will revoke the investment eligibility of Group Zea at any time."
The management officials began to panic. They can only touch each other's feet. They should never have asked Travis for help and let Winifred negotiate. Now that the Zea family had offended the wealthy young businessman, then what should they do? They had to think of something to please the young entrepreneur and help him.
When Tyr saw the reaction of the bunch of humans, he could barely hold back his laughter. Helped her? This young businessman is now in front of all of you, why don't you come and try to please me?
As they walked out of the Zea Group office building, Winifred felt like everything was not real. This is all too weird for him. What Iris said earlier made sense. There are so many other big companies that have prepared all their concepts so closely, then why would Drake even be interested in him? Even the man had appeared directly to free him from the difficult situation he was facing. All this seems absurd.
What's wrong, Winifred? The woman seemed to be busy with her thoughts, Tyr asked her.
"Everything feels unreal. It seems like there was someone who purposely helped me from behind.
"Hehe!" Tyr laughs. "You think too much. I think you've put yourself down so much after all this time that it's made you feel like you don't trust your abilities anymore. All of this happened because of your efforts, so stop being suspicious."
"really?" Winifred unintentionally stared at Tyr's face. For a moment, some wild thoughts started to flash through his mind but disappeared rapidly. He must have thought too much. How could Tyr be the owner of the city center? That's really not possible.
Just then, Iris and Travis rushed up to them from behind. Winifred, don't be so arrogant just yet. It's just a coincidence."
"That's right, Winifred. You don't have to be arrogant. Even if you've become a manager of the design department by now, we can still bring you down.
Iris and Travis talk alternately to each other as they try to intimidate Winifred's victory.
However, Tyr only smiled brightly at Travis as he said, "Son, have you forgotten something?"
"Call me 'Master'. You said it yourself before. I won't force you.
Travis became very angry. "How dare you try to embarrass me? Who do you think you are?"
"Are you trying to retract your words?" Tyr's tone of voice turned ice-cold. No one would dare to take back his words with me!"
Dhuaks! Tyr threw a hard kick that made Travis fall and kneel. The man was holding his stomach in pain as his expression turned extremely frightened. His tone was filled with anger as he spoke, "Tyr Summers, how dare you ..."
"Read this out loud." Suddenly Tyr pulled out a red identification card from his pocket and handed it to Travis.
"In ... mental disorder!" Travis stutters. As if he was holding a hot potato, Travis quickly threw the card away. Beside her, Iris also looked extremely frightened.
Tyr laughed out loud. “This disturbance I have cannot withstand any stimulation. I can get excited very easily, especially when someone pulls back their words with me. So, are you really planning to retract your words?"
After speaking, a dense murderous aura burst out from Tyr's entire countenance. Travis and Iris felt like they were falling into a frozen lake. They felt confident that if this person had lost his mind, that man could have killed them at any moment. What's more, if the person has a mental disorder and they never feel afraid of the law if they have to kill humans.
"Master... Signore... Master!" Travis called him three times. He was afraid of this madman.
Plaque! Tyr slapped Travis in the face. "I don't have a rebel child like you!"
Travis looks confused.
As soon as they arrived home, every time Winifred looked at Tyr's face, the look in his eyes flashed a hint of fear.
Tyr frowned. "What's up, Winifred? Are you afraid of me?"
"B ... No," Winifred replied, with a worried feeling.
"I don't actually have a history of mental illness." Tyr put the red booklet into Winifred's hands. "I bought it from a street vendor for five dollars."
Winifred opened it, and sure enough, there was no content in it. It was just a joke. Finally the woman breathed her breath with relief. If the man she had been waiting for these six years was truly mentally ill, perhaps she would fall unconscious. She is not afraid that Tyr will hurt her but she is worried that if she relapses, she may hurt Blair.
Winifred, there's something I want to talk to you about.
"What's that?" Winifred surprised.
"I want to register our marriage. I remember that next Thursday was the date of our first meeting six years ago. So, I want to marry you on that day."
"What?" Winifred looked at Tyr, in shock. "Tyr, you're not kidding me, are you?"
"I'm saying seriously." Tyr continued, "You have been waiting for me for six years, and by then, I had promised to return to take your hand. Now that I'm back, this is the right time for me to fulfill my promise to you."