Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire
Chapter 1108

Chapter 1108 Sycophant

Vinson's lips curled into a smile. "Bring him over."

Rayson went on to lead Trevor before Vinson in short order. Trevor had an awful expression on his face in response to Luke's presence, but that sentiment was subdued compared to what he actually felt inside.

If not for Luke Yeager, I wouldn't have lost the opportunity to work with Nightshire Group!

But with the way the situation had developed, he could only stomach it in view of making profit his priority.

Trevor broke off eye contact and smiled obsequiously. "I'm really sorry about what happened last time, Mr. Nightshire. Had it not been a matter of exceptional urgency, I wouldn't have dared stand you up!" "What matter of exceptional urgency might that be, Mr. Larson? Based on my understanding, you were actually busy playing golf..." Vinson spoke with an ambiguous expression about him.

Trevor's face stiffened. How did he know that?

As Trevor was considering how to explain himself, Vinson continued, "Am I right to presume that the director of Greene Corporation is your sister?" Trevor's mind was in a vacuum, but he braced himself and answered anyway. "Yes. She's indeed my sister, but we aren't exactly on the best of terms."

"Is that so?" Vinson noted with a raised brow. "Then why is it that you had her ferry home as soon as Greene Corporation was in trouble?"

The color drained from Trevor's face.

How is Vinson able to replace out about something that I arranged in secret? How many pairs of eyes has he all over Horington?

Trevor wiped the clamminess off his own brow. "The situation's like this. Even though we aren't getting along, she's still my sister... There's no way I would allow her to languish on the streets. But if this isn't to your liking, I can always have her thrown out of my house right away!"

Vinson said nothing and merely regarded Trevor intently as the latter gritted his teeth and picked up his phone to dial up the landline at his home.

"Pass down the word. See to it that she's thrown out of the house immediately!"

He further added a few more instructions before he was done. Then he regarded Vinson fawningly. "Everything has been done according to your will, Mr. Nightshire. She's already a married woman and has nothing more to do with me. Rest assured that I shan't have any further contact with her either!"

"I didn't tell you to do anything. This is what you've decided upon all on your own," Vinson said with a scowl.

"Yes! Yes! Of course it is!" Trevor nodded his head vigorously. "You didn't say anything, and this isn't what you demanded. It is I who had her thrown out on my own accord."

Vinson pursed his lips, and it sufficed as a response.

Trevor fell into a prolonged silence before he exhaled. "About that... May I know if you asked to meet to discuss the matter of our collaboration, Mr. Nightshire?"

Unexpectedly, Vinson reacted to him with a look of bafflement. "Collaboration? What collaboration? Aren't I already collaborating with Yeager Group?"

Trevor's expression dimmed. He could not tell whether Vinson was trying to let off some steam by being spiteful, or he was genuinely not planning to work with him.

The wheels inside his head started spinning and in the end, he decidedly laughed along. "You're surely jesting with me, Mr. Nightshire. Didn't you ask me to come over for the purpose of discussing the matter of our business? I've plenty of building materials stocked up right here."

As he spoke, Trevor waved his hand. "Bring them in!"

With that, several large trucks loaded with building materials drove into view.

"These are samples, all of them of top quality, for your consideration."

When Vinson and Luke exchanged looks, Luke could hardly repress a grin.

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