The guardian's sword by Taking Cigarette
Chapter 2103

Chapter 2103

After saying that, Sean left with his men.

Devon and everyone in the office breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who the hell is this guy?"

"Yeah, he's outrageous to want to acquire our company for no reason. How could there be someone like that?"

Devon was silent as everyone discussed. He just frowned and said nothing.

In the parking lot outside the building, someone quietly handed Sean a business card and left.

Sean's eyes instantly narrowed after glancing at the card.

The card was from a key executive of the company earlier.

"Eric Gilbert? Interesting."

Sean called Eric in the evening.

Eric's obsequious voice immediately rang on the other end of the line.

"Oh, Mr. Lennon, I've been waiting for your call all afternoon.

You finally called."

"Traitor."

Eric was still smiling after hearing Sean say that.

"Mr. Lennon, what are you talking about? I just chose the person who will do me more good."

Sean replied, "You're smart. What do you want from me?"

"Hehe. Well, it depends on what you can give me, Mr. Lennon."

"Three million dollars."

"Ha, that price meets my expectations. But if you need me to do something else, I’m afraid that's not good

enough."

"You're cunning. Four million dollars. Tell me whatever you think is valuable."

Hearing this price, Eric, on the other end of the line, was overjoyed.

He was also smart. He refused to talk until Sean wired the money to him.

He came clean after Sean gave him what he wanted.

It turned out there were three people who had the most influence in Devon's company.

One of them was Eric, while the other two were named Channing Mallard and Jordan Goldsac.

"Hehe, Mr. Lennon. Channing's aggressive, and Jordan likes beautiful women's company. I'll send you their location

later.

I look forward to working with you."

Once he hung up, he sent two locations to Sean's phone.

Sean shouted, "Zander, get ready. It's time to work."

"Got it."

In the parking lot of a bar at night, a dozen drunk people staggered this way.

The leader was so drunk that he was swaying from left to right, and he was Channing.

Channing kept yelling.

"What do you think Mr. Lennon, who came to the company today, is like?

"Speaking of pretending, I can pretend too. That cowardly Devon won't let me hit him, or I'll kill him anytime. Who

does he think he is?

"If I were serious, I would grab him by the neck like a hawk picking up a chick. I'll kick his d*ck off."

The men behind Channing burst into laughter.

While walking, Channing suddenly noticed two people in front of his car.

"Hey!" Channing swore and rushed over. "What are you two idiots doing in front of my car? Are you pretending

that’s yours? Get lost. Go as far as you can!"