My Secret Billionaire Husband
Chapter 1308 - 1304: David Benington, what are you doing?

Chapter 1308: Chapter 1304: David Benington, what are you doing?

"By now, the losses incurred are very hard to recover from."

Ashton Heath gently stroked the black hairband on his wrist: "So you’re saying, yesterday’s stock price drop inflicted heavy damage on Kelloway Group?"

"Yes, it’s absolutely a crushing blow to Kelloway Group. With its current condition, it can barely hold on for another month. It’s only thanks to the stock price not continuing to drop today, otherwise, it wouldn’t last even a month."

Once, Kelloway Group was a powerful company that could stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Heath Group.

But over the years, Heath Group only grew stronger, firmly securing its place as the industry leader.

Meanwhile, Kelloway Group gradually declined, its performance getting worse and worse.

Now, Kelloway Group could no longer compare to Heath Group.

Even many newly established medium-sized enterprises have surpassed Kelloway Group in strength.

Today’s Kelloway Group is just a shell of its former self, a façade that sounds good on paper.

Outsiders don’t even know the extent of the rot inside Kelloway Group.

"By the way, President Ashton," Cody Aberton paused for a moment and then continued after a few seconds, "Someone from Kelloway Group just came over, saying they wanted to have a discussion with you. I directly rejected them."

Ashton Heath couldn’t help but scoff: "Who did they send?"

"It was the special assistant to Mr. Kelloway."

"Kelloway Group wants to talk business with me and sent an assistant?" Ashton Heath laughed again, but there was no trace of amusement in his eyes.

"I knew that President Ashton wouldn’t want to meet, so I rejected them outright."

"Mm, good rejection."

"So, President Ashton, if someone from Kelloway Group comes again..."

"As long as it’s not Princeton Kelloway himself, there’s no need to meet."

"Understood, President Ashton. So, if Mr. Kelloway comes..."

"Let him wait. Let him wait a few hours before notifying me."

"Yes."

*

After Joanna Lawrence arrived in Frankfurt, Ashton Heath’s people picked her up and brought her back to her previous apartment.

Among those who came to pick her up was the new assistant that Ashton Heath had found for her.

It has to be said that Ashton Heath certainly put effort into choosing this assistant.

Not only was the new assistant gay, but he was also an average-looking and average-sized gay - the type who would never stand out in a crowd.

His only advantage, perhaps, was being tall and sturdy.

He certainly looked like he could provide a strong sense of security.

"Ms. Joanna, this is my phone number. You can call me if you need anything. I live just downstairs, and my phone is on 24 hours a day." The assistant was named Andy, a 25-year-old young man.

Joanna nodded. After Andy helped her carry her luggage into her room, he left.

After organizing her luggage for some time and taking a nap, she was about to go downstairs to eat when she heard someone knock at the door.

Assuming it was her friend Nina, she opened the door without checking who was outside.

The moment she saw the person outside, her expression changed, and she tried to close the door again.

However, the person outside was faster; he held the door open, preventing her from shutting it.

"David Benington, what do you want?" Joanna glared at the man outside the door, her hand gripping her phone tightly, prepared to call Andy if something was wrong.

The person standing at the door was David Benington.

He had a dark expression on his face, his eyebrows heavy with malice, and his gaze on Joanna was far from friendly.

The David Benington she had seen before had always been a fine, elegant, noble young master.