Super Sweetheart of the CEO Daddy
Chapter 1306

Alan Wood instantly moved to Billy William's side and explained anxiously: "I was just joking, why are you guys so serious? "You can't let Anne hear what I just said. Otherwise, I'll be sleeping on the sofa when I get home."

"It's good that you know this!" Edwards Wayne did not sympathize with him at all.

Alan Wood curled his lips. "Lily must be gentle, considerate and obedient, right!"

Edwards Wayne glared at him with a dangerous gaze: "What does this have to do with you?"

"I just want to ask, how can I get my wife to have this kind of virtue? Anne's temper is getting bigger and bigger, and I can't control her any longer. They're both mother of children. Why is there such a huge difference?" Alan Wood sighed helplessly.

"That's because you hurt Anne's heart. Wasn't she also gentle and cute in the past? "It's not that Anne has a big temper, she's just becoming more sensitive." Billy William reminded him on the side with good intentions.

"I know, it's all my fault, I caused it. However, her forceful look is actually quite cute." Alan Wood immediately smiled like an idiot.

Billy William and Edwards Wayne looked at each other, feeling that the man beside them was becoming more and more miserable, feeling that there was nothing they could do to save him. The three friends walked out of the hall, talking and laughing to each other. At the entrance of the hall, they got on their own cars and split up.

Larissa Reed crossed her arms in front of her chest and gracefully walked out of the banquet hall. Beside her, there were many men who took the initiative to strike up a conversation with her, and she did not even give them a glance as she was proud and cold.

Maybe men were truly despicable. Larissa Reed's coldness actually fit well with those men, the more she liked to ignore him, the more interested they became in her. They even intentionally sat in the same elevator as Larissa Reed and tried to get close to her.

"Sorry, I already have someone I love!" Larissa Reed's casual words made all the men in the elevator silent.

As Larissa Reed stepped out of the elevator, she let out a cold laugh from the bottom of her heart. These men were too vulgar, and it was still Edwards Wayne who was elegant and noble.

John Wayne's recent inaction made Old President unhappy and he was once again called him over to reprimand him.

John Wayne shamelessly stood in front of Old President with his head lowered, a complicated expression on his face.

"John Wayne, I'll give you one more deadline. Within one month, if you still don't shock Edwards Wayne, our cooperation will be officially cancelled!" The Old President had already lost his patience. There were only three months left until the Spring Selection, and he did not have much time to wait. He could only use such harsh methods to force these people who were working for him to do so.

John Wayne was also extremely negative recently, and even though he had suffered a setback, he had not thought that he would fail so badly. He didn't know if it was because the beauty he had chosen wasn't beautiful enough, or it was because Edwards Wayne was extremely loyal to his feelings, causing him to be helpless.

"Mr. President, please be at ease. I am also prepared to make my final plan." John Wayne lifted his head, and said each word.

"Final plan?" What was your final plan? Kill Edwards Wayne? " Old President sneered.

"To be able to kill him is of course the best thing. Unfortunately, Edwards Wayne has a strict defense, so if I really want to kill him, I must do so on my first try. Otherwise, if I give him a chance to counterattack, and I will die horribly!" John Wayne knew that there were some things that did not have a second chance. A life or death gamble really required a lot of courage.

"Do you know this is the stupidest way? Just like how a trash would advise me to replace a chance to assassinate Joseph Grant, but right now, it is equivalent to causing me a great deal of trouble. Joseph Grant did not die, but I was trembling with fear every single day, afraid that he would gather any evidence. Old President scolded angrily, because he was already feeling anxious.

"You're right, Mr. President. We still have to make room for ourselves. Killing people is not the best way. However, I've thought of a way!" John Wayne's eyes flashed like a poisonous snake. "Alright, I don't care what method you use. Within a month, you must bring chaos to Wayne Family." The cold request of the Old President came from behind, Edwards Wayne had already funded the military equipment of the country, and this achievement directly went to Joseph Grant, because there were already people who had leaked the news, causing the citizens of the country to actively discuss about this matter. Everyone felt that Edwards Wayne was a very positive entrepreneur, that his philanthropic work had blossomed up, and now that he was donating money to the production of military power in the country, his position would definitely become higher and higher, and if he and Joseph Grant could reach a consensus in the future, the number of Joseph Grant's supporters would even increase. John Wayne left gloomily. He clenched his fists tightly, the feeling of being reprimanded like a dog really wasn't good, John Wayne believed that the humiliation he had to endure was just to gain more glory in the future. He clenched his teeth and endured it.

Edwards Wayne was already on his guard. He had originally wanted to get the two children from Wayne Family, but now it seemed that he had no way to do so. In that case, the only thing he could do was to focus on the share of thirty percent owned by the old man.

John Wayne knew that the old man's health had improved quite a bit recently. He wanted to invite him out to relax and also use a strong method to get the share in his hands.

This move of threatening his father could put him in great danger, because there was only one ending for him to do so. He had to cut off all relations with the Wayne Family and become an unfilial descendant. As matters stood, he had nowhere else to go. No matter how dangerous this move was, he would still gamble.

Therefore, John Wayne called the old man, first expressing his sincerity and filial piety, then inviting the old man out for lunch.

The old man hadn't seen his youngest son in a while, so he obviously wanted to come over and have a meal with him when he heard that he had taken the initiative to invite him.

Thus, the old man sent a driver to escort him out.

When the old man went out, he had a brief conversation with the old lady. The old lady originally wanted to follow him here, but was advised by the old man, he wanted to use his identity as a father to talk to his son about his recent actions. It seemed like he went astray from the way he went five years ago.

John Wayne was so nervous that he broke out in cold sweat. He clenched his fists at the entrance of the villa, then relaxed. He was actually very uneasy.

He heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the old man walk out of the car by himself.

Driver took the wheelchair out for the old man. Although the old man could walk, he relied more on the wheelchair.

"Dad, this manor's scenery is pretty good. Let me take you for a walk!" John Wayne walked over and said with a smile.

"Alright!" The old man nodded and didn't refuse. Driver originally wanted to follow, but the old man raised his hand to stop him.

John Wayne's gaze swept across his father's face, and an inexplicable sense of foreboding arose in John Wayne's heart.

The father and son walked along the garden path. The snow around them had yet to melt. The scenery was still vast and white, but actually wasn't that great. "Dad, why didn't you call Mom over?" John Wayne asked tentatively.

"Let's not call her. Other than nagging, she has nothing else to say!" The old man sighed softly.

"Dad, how have you been recently?" John Wayne asked in concern.

"Not much, the colder the weather, the more painful it is for my legs. Sometimes, the pain makes me want to die earlier!" The old man spoke the truth. "Death isn't a bad thing, at least one could feel relieved!" John Wayne said self-deprecatingly.

"What is it?" Today, it's just the two of us, father and son. Just say whatever you want to say!" The old man could hear the hidden meaning behind his words. "Dad, I want 20% of the shares in your hands!" John Wayne immediately asked for it.

The old man wasn't surprised, he only chuckled twice, "You finally said that!"

"What about it, Dad?" John Wayne's face turned ugly.

"What would you do if I didn't agree?" The old man suddenly stopped his wheelchair and stood up. He turned his head and stared at his son with dignity. "You've written your will, haven't you?" John Wayne's face was filled with anger.