Savage Love On His Wheelchair

1412 is planned from the beginning

"Is that so? But how come I didn't know my good nephew was so close to Miss Turkey?"

Laurent Grant's words directly brought their relationship off, because everyone in the room knew that

The Turkey Family was interested in marrying Miss Ingrid to Wilson, and Darren was also interested,

and almost the entire Grant Group was in an uproar at the time, except for the parties involved, but

then Soon after, for some reason, The Turkey Family's Miss Ingrid made a post on the internet, stating

that it was just a hype and that they both had no intention to marry each other.

However, people who know the truth know that Miss The Turkey Family has always been in love with

Wilson, so after she sent this post, not only did not put a stop to this rumor, but played more

enthusiastic, plus it did not take long for Miss The Turkey Family to go to England, everyone is more

thought that Wilson is unwilling, and Dylan also The Turkish Family is the most popular and the most

popular family in the world.

Although Laurent Grant this sentence quickly reminded everyone of the year, but Ming Lao again how

is also in the shopping mall for most of his life, business and personal matters he still distinguished very

clearly.

"Wilson and my daughter grew up together, they are like brothers, isn't it normal to be together? On the

contrary, you have been living abroad, and how did you get to know little girl?"

Wilson heard Ming Lao's words, the corners of his mouth raised a Tammy arc, indeed he did not see

the wrong person.

"Little Uncle, you went out of your way to take revenge on The Grant family by dragging all the

directors down, so you can see that you have never considered their situation until the end?"

"Oh, it seems you've been quite busy lately?"

Looking at Wilson with slightly narrowed eyes, Laurent Grant said with a smirk.

"It's okay, it's not as good as little uncle."

Wilson sat down in the seat next to Laurent Grant, legs naturally folded together, a comfortable look at

the young uncle sitting on the main seat, and then looked at all the directors on the stage, slowly said:

"I believe that all of you here have already read the dividend evaluation book sent to you by my young

uncle, and I also believe that you have your own ideas in your heart at this moment. If you agree, stand

on the left, if you disagree, stand on the right, I'll be the middleman."

As soon as the words fell, all the directors on the stage instantly exploded, lowering their heads and

whispering to each other.

But there are a few people directly to the left, there are also a few shares less to Wilson's side, and

Dylan is naturally the first.

"It seems that there are still many people who prefer my offer."

For Laurent Grant, whatever it is, it's not something that can't be solved with money.

Especially in front of these people, there are many hands are borrowing from loan sharks.

And he just needs to commit to what they want most at the moment, and naturally they will be on his

side.

"Chad ......"

The words fell, Chad inserted a memory card into the computer, and soon the screen appeared Laurent

Grant just said that all the details of the company, looking at the information on it, some people kept

wiping the sweat on their foreheads, there are bad people secretly glad that they stood on the right

right.

Laurent Grant looked at the screen constantly changing images, the face is like a walking light crossed

Heng Sheng, looking at Wilson's eyes and at a strong anger.

"You cast a net over me from the beginning?"

And it's still a Zachary roped.

"In fact, nephew I do not also want to, if little uncle has been well stay abroad to live, then our uncle

and nephew also use to go to this point today, only a pity that things after more than twenty years, little

uncle you have never learned this lesson, let the quiet and comfortable days but, must come here to

step on a foot."

Wilson shook his head, stood up and straightened his clothes and continued, "What's here has never

belonged to you, you just don't want to believe it yourself."

"So what, now I have more shares in my hand than you do, I don't sell to this company, but I can sell to

other companies just the same."

"Is that so?"

Looking at Laurent Grant, whose face was slightly pale, Wilson walked up to him, leaned forward and

said faintly, "Did your secretary not tell you that the shares in your hands have been acquired by me

long ago, including your shares in foreign companies, which are now in my hands."

With these words, Laurent Grant turned his head to look at his assistant behind him, with a gaze that

could kill him.

"You ...... you are Ellen?"

The assistant looked at the man in front of him with disbelief and asked with a trembling voice.

Wilson did not answer his words, but turned to Laurent Grant and said, "Young Uncle I advise you to

think hard about how to get out of this."

As soon as the words fell, there was a commotion at the door and a large group of SWAT officers were

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"Ah ......"

The other directors in the meeting room saw so many black guns pointed at them, and a heart had long

been scared out of its mind.

"Mr. Laurent Grant, we have reliable evidence that you are using The Grant Group as a front, secretly

using several companies underneath involved in money laundering, arms smuggling, drug trafficking,

now we are arresting you according to the law, you can remain silent and let your lawyer in order to

appeal."

With that, a police officer handcuffed cold handcuffs to his hands. Laurent Grant stood up and looked at

Wilson reluctantly, "It seems that I really underestimated you. Darren, the old immortal, has such a

powerful son like you, and I don't know what blessings he had cultivated in his last life."

"Ancestral Blessing!"

One sentence skims the surface of their relationship.

At that, Laurent Grant couldn't help but laugh out loud and then followed those police officers away.

"Mr. Grant, since the whole matter involves the reputation of The Grant Group, we also hope that Mr.

Grant will come with us."

The officer in charge looked at Wilson and spoke in a respectful tone.

"No problem!"

"Chad, I'm going out, you take care of things at the office."

"Brother, don't worry, I know how to do it!"

After the order, Wilson followed the SWAT officers and left.

After everyone left, many of them had already disregarded the image, the whole paralyzed on the

ground, gasping for breath.

"Linda, is it all memorized already?"

Chad walked to the main seat and sat down, looked at the heavy directors who had not yet returned to

the stage, and asked Linda.

Linda handed him the information, "It's all memorized as you instructed."

"Good!"

Taking the folder, he took a cursory glance, hooked up a light smile, and then looked at the directors on

the stage and laughed: "I really can't see, usually you guys are superficially loyal to The Grant Group,

but I didn't expect that in front of the interests, those things instantly become floating clouds."

Some of the board members on the stage wanted to speak up, but when they thought of the decision

they had just made, they swallowed back their words.