Invisible Security Guard
Chapter 572 - 571: The True Colors of the Wilcox Family

Chapter 572: Chapter 571: The True Colors of the Wilcox Family

Ruth Wilcox’s grandfather and all the Wilcox clan members began to beam with joy. Since the surnamed Zuck had called the older man "grandfather," everything else would be easy to discuss.

They all quickly took their seats, with Yusuf Zuck and old Mr. Wilcox naturally sitting in the seats of honor. Ruth also instructed that the dishes could be served.

"Little Zuck, seeing the achievements of Ruth and that you’re both very happy, I feel greatly comforted," said old Mr. Wilcox in a weighty and heartfelt manner, seemingly very satisfied with his future grandson-in-law.

Zuck nodded with a smile, "Mm, I believe that to like someone, you must like everything about her, and also give her everything."

"I’ve heard from Ruth that she grew up by your side, and you’ve always taken great care of her."

Old Mr. Wilcox sighed and said, "Ruth has had a tough life..."

Zuck gave a faint smile, "Now everything is good. After hardship comes happiness. I will give her everything she wants, and even what she doesn’t want—it’s my responsibility to take care of her future life."

"Good, very good, this is excellent," old Wilcox and all the members of the Wilcox family kept nodding their heads. Now they would probably agree if Zuck said pig trotters were fragrant—so would the Wilcox family, echoing that pig trotters were indeed fragrant.

The dishes arrived, and so did the wine. Zuck joked with old Mr. Wilcox but meticulously avoided mentioning anything about the Wilcox Group.

"Mr. Zuck, hello. Let me introduce myself, my name is Chaim Wilcox, Ruth’s second uncle. I’d like to inquire about the Wilcox Group," someone finally couldn’t hold back. Old Mr. Wilcox could restrain himself, but Ruth’s uncles and aunts simply had to ask, as it concerned the livelihood of everyone present.

"Oh, go ahead," Zuck replied. This time he didn’t call him "Second Uncle." He had called old Mr. Wilcox "grandfather" out of respect for Ruth and in recognition of him raising her. Of course, respect for elders was also a factor.

But what was her "second uncle"? He wasn’t worthy of a respectful address.

"It’s like this," Chaim Wilcox said thoughtfully, "You have already acquired seventy-six percent of the shares of the Wilcox Group. We and the old man mean to ask if you could return twenty-five percent to us, so we would hold forty-nine percent and you fifty-one percent!"

"Of course, this twenty-five percent of shares would also be considered your betrothal gift. We speak frankly here—we’re all family, so we shouldn’t speak as if we’re strangers. Therefore, with that twenty-five percent as a betrothal gift, the wedding between you and Ruth could be settled earlier!"

"Second Uncle, what are you talking about?" Ruth almost fainted with anger upon hearing Chaim Wilcox’s words. Were these people still daydreaming? Still selling her out?

Before they had sold her to the Ross Family, and now were they using her as a bargaining chip to trade with Zuck?

In an instant, she felt disheartened. She had previously thought of letting everyone off easy, allowing them to hold twenty-four percent of the shares and to participate in the company’s management, but now it seemed they really didn’t understand the meaning of care!

Marlon Shepherd stayed quiet at the side. This kind of negotiation had already begun to sell sons and daughters; it wasn’t proper for him to interject.

"This is what your grandfather wants, and it is a unanimous decision made by our whole family," said Chaim Wilcox indifferently.

"I had actually forgotten about providing a betrothal gift!" Zuck suddenly understood—it wasn’t any kind of negotiation today, but rather two families sitting down to discuss the financial matters of a marriage!

Chinese people are very traditional; the groom’s side needs to give a betrothal gift when a woman marries. However, this tradition has disappeared in many places, only continuing in some rural areas.

"Little Zuck, I’m your eldest aunt. Actually, twenty-five percent really isn’t much... We’re also looking forward to you two getting married and having children soon. I’m excited to become an aunt-grandmother," said a somewhat plump and wealthy woman, smiling as she spoke.

"Indeed, it’s not much; Ruth is priceless, so twenty-five percent really isn’t much!" Zuck nodded repeatedly, seemingly in agreement.

And the Wilcox family members became excited, this guy with the Zuck surname was so easy to talk to. It seemed like he truly loved Ruth. And when it came to their marriage, he was ready to compromise just like that.

Ruth Wilcox then fell silent, as she wanted to see how Yusuf Zuck would respond.

"Grandfather, do you mean the same?" Yusuf Zuck thought for a moment and then turned to look at old Mr. Wilcox.

Arturo Wilcox let out a bitter smile, "Yusuf, don’t get the wrong idea. Don’t think we’re trading Ruth for benefits. Actually, we have no choice but to do this. The Wilcox Family can’t go under, can it? In the future, we’ll be family, working together, developing together. Wouldn’t that be better?"

"Yeah, that makes sense." Yusuf nodded, then turned to Ruth Wilcox, "What about you, what do you think?"

"I don’t have any thoughts. Whatever you say goes, I guess." Ruth Wilcox felt utterly despondent and disinterested.

"Okay, then it’s decided. Mr. Shepherd, make a note." Yusuf picked up some food with his chopsticks, thought for a moment, and then put it back down before ordering, "There are three points."

The Wilcox Family members’ eyes all lit up, for they sensed that Yusuf was about to return twenty-five percent of the shares to them.

"First, we start the comprehensive acquisition of the Wilcox Group this afternoon."

"Ah..." As soon as Yusuf’s words fell, all the Wilcox clan members gaped, with old Mr. Wilcox looking at Yusuf in disbelief.

"Second, mobilize all funds and do whatever it takes to strip their personal savings, strip their clothes, take over their housing. I want to leave them penniless!"

"Third, proceed according to the first two points."

"I’ve made a note of it." Marlon Shepherd nodded and then walked out, having lost interest in dining with the Wilcox Family members.

At that moment, Yusuf also stood up, completely changing his previously cheerful demeanor. He also pulled Ruth Wilcox up from her seat and dragged her behind him.

"I originally thought you weren’t so despicable, but this meal has truly made me sick."

"Who is she?" Pointing at Ruth Wilcox, Yusuf said to the stunned Wilcox Family members, "First and foremost, she is a person, and she will be my wife in the future!"

"Of course, maybe in your eyes, she’s just an object, a commodity that can be sold for a pretty penny."

"Unfortunately for you, she is priceless to me. You’ve miscalculated, selling a woman for benefits? Is this the true face of you Chinese Wilcoxs?"

"I called you grandfather just now because you raised Ruth, and nurtured such an outstanding woman. But that won’t happen again. You don’t deserve to be her grandfather, nor do you deserve my respect any longer."

"You want twenty-five percent? I’m not giving you a single cent." After saying this, Yusuf stormed off, dragging Ruth Wilcox with him.

Ruth Wilcox cried, tears streaming down her face. After all this, the Wilcox Family still didn’t want her, still wanted to trade her for benefits, for money. She truly despaired.

In fact, if the Wilcox Family had proposed another way today, if they had suggested giving all the remaining shares as a dowry, Yusuf might have returned all the shares to the Wilcox Family immediately, for he truly didn’t lack money.

But the Wilcox Family forgot kinship, all that remained was money, money, money! And what Yusuf cared about most was kinship, so how could he tolerate the Wilcoxs treating her like an object to trade for benefit?

This lunch banquet ended in disharmony, leaving behind the dumbfounded Wilcox clan!