Overflowing Hidden Feelings: This CEO Is Hard to Please! -
Chapter 1077 - 1077 Just started
Chapter 1077: Just started Chapter 1077: Just started “Third Young Master, I was driven into a corner with no way out. If I hadn’t transferred them to Hannah Garcia, my whole life would’ve been ruined,” Director Hill said, his face a portrait of exhaustion.
“Director Hill, what did they use to threaten you? Speak!” Harry Collins demanded coldly.
Naturally, Director Hill was reluctant to speak, as it involved the lifetime happiness of her beloved daughter.
“Third Young Master, please spare me. I really can’t speak about it. I was wrong this time, but please, considering the hard work I’ve done for you, let me off the hook!”
“Let you off the hook? Then who is going to let me off the hook?” At that moment, the Third Young Master Collins was so furious he truly wanted to stomp this Director Hill to death.
“I’m sorry, Third Young Master!” Director Hill pleaded.
Enraged, the Third Young Master Collins kicked out furiously, yelling, “I am f***ing played by a little girl! It’s the reason I want, not your apologies! Don’t push me, for if I get tough, I won’t be any less merciless than those threatening you. Believe it or not, I can dig up any information they can. Don’t force my hand!”
“Third Young Master… I really can’t face talking about it…”
“Either admit it or wait until I uncover the real truth. By then, I’ll expose your dirty laundry without giving you the slightest face,” the Third Young Master Collins pressed fiercely.
Director Hill felt so cornered by Harry Collins that she even contemplated jumping off a building.
Under his continued threats, Director Hill revealed a disgrace involving herself and her daughter.
After speaking out, she felt utterly ashamed.
Now that her daughter was married and had children, if those old scandals were dug up, it would mean her daughter and grandson would live a life unable to hold their heads high.
Upon hearing such matters, Harry Collins felt that the world was truly filled with all kinds of people.
Could it be that those Oedipus and Jocasta complex stories that belong in perverse novels were actually taking place around him? It was way too f***ing scandalous.
“Who threatened you? Do you know?” Harry Collins also realized that facing such an issue, anyone would likely back down. It was his fault for not getting his hands on the information first.
Director Hill shook her head, saying, “I don’t know. Hannah Garcia just talked to me with two bodyguards present, of course, the bodyguards weren’t there when we talked.”
In that situation, he had no room to resist. He could only sign.
The only consolation was that after he had signed, Hannah Garcia returned the recording to him and promised on the spot that the matter would not spread from her lips, and she declared she didn’t hold any more evidence that could threaten him.
However, who knew for sure? Even if she were to threaten him time and again with it, he would have no choice but to take the blows.
“You useless fool, get out!” Harry Collins’s face looked dreadful.
Hearing this, Director Hill could not maintain his dignity, but who could blame him for his embarrassing position? The fact that Harry Collins hadn’t killed him was mercy enough.
Harry Collins slammed his fists onto the desk, incredulous that he, of all people, was outplayed by a green girl.
Now that things had come to this point, even if he killed Director Hill, he couldn’t take the shares back.
Then, with even greater speed, Hannah Garcia played tit for tat and diluted Harry Collins’s forty percent shareholding to a mere fifteen percent.
All of this, as if a trap well set in advance.
Incident by incident, Harry Collins couldn’t react fast enough before they unfolded.
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