Chapter 39

Henry was so livid with Reene's mockery that he passed out the next second. Naturally, the Wynnsdared not waste a minute as they scurried out of the building while carrying Henry with them.

Before leaving, Alex scowled and said, "You owe our family a billion, so don't forget that, Reene! Beforeyou pay everything off, you will forever be our family's mutt!"

With that, he left while slamming the door behind him.

"Miss Wynn, would you like me to take down Clark Corporation?" Charlie suggested with a deepfurrow.

With Humming Group's ability, taking down Clark Corporation was as easy as lifting a finger; even if theClark Corporation had the Roseland Chamber of Commerce backing them, he just had to take anothercouple of back and forths.

"Thank you, President Dean, but it's fine." Reene shook her head. "Kindness and hatred are differentmatters. I'm still confident I can clear my one billion debt."

A hint of admiration laced Charlie's gaze after hearing Reene's words. "Well then, President Wynn, let'ssign the contract, shall we?"

After taking over the contract, Reene pondered for a while and said resolutely, "President Dean, I wantto be slow and steady and work my way up genuinely. Hence, 2.4 billion is way too much. I'm alreadyvery thankful if you guys can invest fifty million in Neveah."

"But President Wynn—"

Charlie's palms began sweating out of nervousness. He had promised Kingsley that he'd fund a billion,after all!

Just then, Kingsley spoke up. "Fifty million is perfect. Just ask them for more if you require additionalfunds in the future."

"Yes, yes, yes…" Charlie secretly heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly called Humming Group's legaladvisor over. "Quick, change it to fifty million, and make sure the contract renews automatically!"

Likewise, the other investors signed the investment contract with Reene and even ensured that Neveahwould never face funding problems ever again.

After everything was settled, the funding from Hummin Group had already entered Neveah's bankaccount.

After seeing all the big shots to the parking lot, Reene thanked them. "President Dean, I can't be anymore grateful for you and everyone's help. Rest assured, I won't let your investments sustain anylosses."

"It's not that important whether we gain or lose from it." Charlie chuckled. "However, I can give you a bitof advice regarding your mall's branding, President Wynn."

Reene's eyes lit up upon hearing him. "Please do tell, President Dean."

With that, Charlie pointed to the jarring Volkswagen Santana parked amongst the array of luxury cars.

"If you want to establish a high-end image, the customers' first impressions are crucial. Scraps like thatcar shouldn't appear in your office building's parking lot."

"Well—" Reene snuck a glance at her little brother to replace his face had turned grim.

"That's my car, Dean," Kingsley said coldly.

Charlie was rendered at a loss for words, and so were the other big-shot investors.

"Well, President Wynn, we won't take up any more of your time. If you ever need any help, just give mea call—" After hurriedly bidding Reene goodbye, Charlie dove into his car and scurried off, shaken tohis core.

While watching the dozen priceless luxury cars leaving one after another, Kingsley grumbled, "That's it,I'm going to buy a new car in the next few days!"

He had enough of this janky Volkswagen Santana!

He always had to worry if it'd be regarded as scrap and towed away every time he parked it on the sideof the road.

To make it worse, Charlie even frankly pointed out that his piece of 'scrap' had affected Neveah'simage!

It wasn't about his dignity, but even Kingsley had enough of it too!

"Reene, I don't know much about cars. Why don't you check it out with me in a couple of days?"

"I'd love to, Kingsley, but I have a lot to deal with when the company has just finally revived… Howabout this? I'll ask someone who knows cars to accompany you, and I'll reimburse you after that."

"Someone who knows cars? Who?"

"Cecilia," Reene answered with a smile. "You don't know, do you? The Larsons are in the second-handcar business, so she knows a lot about cars!"

"A sweet car and a beauty? Fine by me!" Kingsley grinned.

"I'll head back to work now," Reene said. "Wait for me at home, alright? I'll cook up a feast for you!"

Kingsley nodded in response, then drove out of Neveah.

However, before he could get far, a black Mercedes-Benz suddenly sped from his left rear and overtookhim, forcing him to the side of the road.

Following that, the black car parked horizontally in front, blocking the path.

Meanwhile, a Porsche parked behind him, blocking his retreat.

At that, Kingsley hit the brakes with a tight furrow.

They were clearly coming at him!

Just then, the black Mercedes-Benz's door opened, and a young man in high-end casual clothing

stepped out, looking all haughty.

He was none other than the second young master of the Summers Family, Caleb!

Meanwhile, a young man in brightly colored clothing had also come out of the Porsche, looking evenmore pompous than Caleb.

He was none other than the second young master of the Lawson Family, Peter!

After exchanging glances, the two young masters approached Kingsley's car.

Following that, Caleb knocked on the Volkswagen Santana's window and snapped haughtily, "I knew I'dbe able to catch you if I waited at Neveah! Come the f*ck out immediately!"

With a grim face, Kingsley opened the car door, which proceeded to clank open. "What, is the onemonth I gave you and your family too long? Can't wait to court death, eh?!"

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