Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1061

Chapter 1061 Dog Eat Dog

"What? Their deposits?" Oliver gasped as his heart leaped into his throat.

After establishing his food and beverage company, Oliver had hastily opened dozens of chain stores in Jadeborough in an attempt to monopolize the market. Furthermore, there was a membership system with his restaurant. If the customers used the restaurant's e-wallet, they would get twenty percent off every meal.

Many of the customers wanted that discount, so they had topped up their e-wallets.

That was the money Oliver had used to quickly expand his business.

In other words, there was no way he was going to pay them back at such short notice.

"Sir, what do we do now?" the assistant anxiously asked.

"D*mn it!" Oliver cursed again as a scowl appeared on his face. "They won't get a refund! Ignore them. Their protests will die down soon."

"But..." the assistant mumbled with a deep frown. "They're really adamant about getting their refunds. When I was on my way up, I even heard them talking about how they're going to report us to Specialized Forces if we don't give them their refunds."

"Specialized Forces?" Oliver squeaked as cold sweat began rolling down his face.

His company had not always done the most legal things. If Specialized Forces were to get involved, not only would his company be closed down, but he might also end up like Henrick.

After all, Specialized Forces could not be bribed. He would be doomed if he were to become their target.

Argh. These people sure know what my weak spot is.

Oliver then said, "Go downstairs and calm them down first. Tell them to mull over it for a day first. If they still want a refund after a day, we'll then refund them."

"But..." The assistant hesitated for a moment before going on, "They're really insistent on getting their refunds. I'm afraid they'll be back after a day. Moreover, the company has no money left. We've spent them all on the opening of branches."

Oliver clenched his fists out of frustration.

At that moment, he started regretting his decision to mess with Arielle.

Now, Arielle had turned out to be a philanthropist while he became the despicable villain.

Oliver then huffed, "I'll replace a way. Just go and calm them down first."

"Understood." With a nod, the assistant then left.

Oliver paced and panicked in his office.

He had essentially shot himself in the foot.

Back then, he wanted Southall Group, which was now named as Moore Group, to collapse. That way, he would be able to get the money to expand his own business.

However, he never thought that his company might turn out to be the first to close down.

After a long moment of contemplation, Oliver called Jacob.

He could temporarily put aside Southall Group's matter, but he could not let anything happen to his company.

A few seconds later, Jacob picked up the call and mocked, "Have you finally realized that you're insane?"

"Shut up! You won't be able to escape this either. I have the dirt on you, so I'll drag you down with me if I'm doomed," Oliver snarled.

Jacob's tone instantly turned cold.

"Oliver, this is the mess you've made. What are you trying to do by dragging me into this mess? If you're really that capable, go after that girl! If you want to drag me into hell, I'll make your end way worse than mine, believe it or not."

Oliver then took in a deep breath to calm himself down. "Jacob, let's make a deal."

"What is it?"

"I'll transfer you all the shares I have of Southall Group, and you give me a hundred million. From then on, I won't compete with you for Southall Group anymore."