Chapter 4: Asking For the Moon
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Everett Luminar had already dealt a stinging slap to Donald Robinson, his face bloated and discolored like a grotesque mask! Now, with Edward Robinson's merciless blow, blood seeped from the already swollen flesh.
Never before had Donald suffered such humiliation. Overwhelmed by pain and shame, he succumbed to unconsciousness.
"Is this satisfactory?" Edward asked, his face a stormy canvas of emotions.
Everett, as if handling a mere chick, hoisted Donald up and thrust him into Edward's arms, "If there's a next time, it won't be so simple!"
"I've learned my lesson!" Edward retorted coldly.
A wise man knows when to retreat. Edward understood this principle well. He was acutely aware that he was no match for Everett.
Everett then turned to Mrs. Whitlock and said in a deep, resonant voice, "Now, let's discuss the brand Amelia Eira."
Edward, who was initially planning to leave with his son, froze at Everett's words. After all, the brand was mortgaged to him!
Everett wouldn't waste breath on Edward. Although the Amelia Eira brand was mortgaged to him, the ownership still lay with the Whitlock family. As long as they repaid 2 million dollars, Amelia Eira would return to the Whitlocks.
What Everett desired was the brand, wholly owned by Eira Whitlock.
"How do you propose we discuss this?" Mrs. Whitlock asked, her voice echoing in the tense silence.
"It's merely a matter of money. Name your price, sell the brand to me." Everett replied.
"You're quite confident. Why should we believe you can afford it?" Elizabeth Whitlock, Eira's cousin, immediately challenged.
Everett said lightly, "The Ares Group was founded by my investment!"
A collective gasp echoed through the room. Everyone in the Whitlock family exchanged glances, all thinking the same thing.
Everett Luminar had made a name for himself and returned!
At the engagement banquet years ago, the Whitlocks, as the bride's side, witnessed the whole process, including the scene where Everett, with his bloodied hands, swore to the sky.
For a moment, everyone in the Whitlock family was scheming, obviously wanting to ask for a high price.
Everett sneered. Money was not a problem for him.
"3 million, no, 5 million!" Mrs. Whitlock exchanged glances with her two sons, first showing three fingers, then changing to five.
"No problem!" Everett agreed immediately!
"Wait!" Mrs. Whitlock regretted asking for too low a price when she heard Everett agree so readily.
"What? You want to go back on your word?" Everett narrowed his eyes, "No one dares to renege on a deal with me!"
"No!" Mrs. Whitlock felt a chill run down her spine under Everett's gaze and quickly said, "The Amelia Eira brand has already been valued at 2 million and mortgaged to the Robinson family. If you want to acquire Amelia Eira, this 5 million does not include the 2 million mortgaged to the Robinson family!"
From 3 million to 5 million, and now excluding the 2 million mortgaged to the Robinson family! This was indeed asking for the moon.
However, Everett still agreed without hesitation: "Deal!"
Just as Everett finished speaking, the sound of police sirens rang out. A team of police officers entered the Whitlock family villa!
"Who called the police?" The leading police officer asked, "What happened?"
"Me!" Edward Robinson immediately said, "Officer Donovan, you came just in time. I had already called the police before. My son was beaten by him, and my employees were also knocked out by him. Also, he hit my son again!"
As Edward spoke, he pointed at the disfigured Donald Robinson.
Clearly, Edward knew Officer Jack Donovan!
"It was clearly your son who was spouting nonsense, and you, as his father, slapped him to teach him a lesson. How did it become my fault?" Everett said lightly.
"You held a dagger to my son's neck and forced me to hit my son." Edward pointed at Everett, "Officer Donovan, he has a controlled knife on him!"
"Cuff him and search him!" Donovan waved his hand, and two young police officers approached Everett.
"Wait for me to make a call!" After saying this, Everett made a call to Chthonius, only saying one sentence: "I'm at the Whitlock family villa, you have one minute to solve the problem, otherwise I will take action myself!"
Everett hung up the phone and voluntarily extended his hands. At the same time, Donovan's phone rang.
After answering the call and listening for a few moments, Donovan's face changed dramatically. He rushed to the police officer who was handcuffing Everett, snatched the handcuffs, and said, "Edward Robinson, find some time to go to the station to receive the case closure notice!"
"Officer Donovan, are you mistaken? It was clearly him who hit someone, and you're closing the case without arresting anyone?" Edward asked incredulously.
Donovan handed his phone to Edward. On the screen were some documents proving that Everett had intermittent mental illness.
Edward angrily said, "This is nonsense! He has intermittent mental illness?"
"Are you teaching me how to do my job?" Donovan glanced at Edward.
"What about the current case?" Edward asked angrily, "He just hit someone again!"
"Of course we'll follow procedure!" Donovan waved his hand and said, "Take statements from everyone."
The results of the statements were naturally different. The Whitlock family sided with Edward and his son, speaking for them, while Eira stood on Everett's side, speaking for him.
"The case statements are inconsistent." Donovan said in a deep voice, "The investigation is temporarily unclear. We will discuss it when the investigation is clear. You all must be ready to come in at any time. Dismissed!"
The police left!
Edward woke up his subordinates and said in a deep voice, "Bring me the 2 million plus interest as soon as possible, or else the Whitlock family will have a hard time! I don't believe this lunatic's words!"
After leaving these words, Edward left with his son and subordinates.
Everett looked at Mrs. Whitlock and said, "Let's proceed as we discussed earlier. I'll give you 5 million, and I'll also handle the 2 million owed to the Robinson family. You hand over the brand to me!"
Eira had been full of hope that she could get back the brand! Especially when Everett said that the Ares Group was founded by his investment.
Moreover, Everett faced Mrs. Whitlock's high asking price without bargaining, directly agreeing to the sky-high price of 5 million, plus the 2 million mortgaged value of the brand and interest, which was actually more than 7 million. Eira was moved!
But who could have thought that Everett was an intermittent mental patient? Eira's heart sank like a stone!
Elizabeth Whitlock said with a mocking face, "Eira, is this the man you've been waiting for for years? Not only did he not make a name for himself, but he also came back as a lunatic! You might as well marry Donald Robinson. After all, he likes you. It's much better than marrying this lunatic, and you don't have to pay back the 2 million, right?"
"I said, the Ares Group was founded by my investment." Everett immediately said, "A mere 7 million or so is nothing at all!"
Everyone in the Whitlock family shook their heads and sighed as they looked at Everett.
"Enough!" Eira looked at Everett with a face of despair, "Wake up!"
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