Spoiled By The CEO: Why The Wife Is Kinda Sweet?

Chapter 690 A Negotiation

Chad smiled and said, "I'm sorry for inviting you here in such a rude way, but I'm afraid there was no

other way that could make you come by yourself, and even if there were, you would never admit what

you've done. So, that leaves me with no other options. Please forgive me if you feel offended."

Gentry's face changed again. He had already guessed what Chad was about to say.

But he didn't want to admit that.

He sneered, "Mr. Nixon is as funny as always. I don't think I have anything to admit. Are you humiliating

me because I just returned from overseas? Chad, I know your family was influential in the country, but I

am not a pushover. So you'd better let go of me now..."

"Take it easy, Mr. Iverson."

Kevin suddenly spoke.

He took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Gentry.

"Why don't you take a look at the person in the photo and see if you know him? Then we can talk about

what to do next. What do you think?"

There was a weary middle-aged man in the photo. He was tanned and shaggy, looking like every

frustrated middle-aged man.

Gentry took a look a moved his eyes away.

He said expressionlessly, "I don't know him."

Kevin raised an eyebrow.

"You don't know him? Really?"

Gentry didn't reply.

Kevin smiled and said, "That's odd. Someone says you went to his place and gave him a large bag of

cash half a month ago... Why did you give him money if you don't know the guy?"

They saw Gentry freeze.

The motion was micro, but it had been captured by Chad and Kevin. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

They looked at Gentry with a sharp gaze. Chad said, "We can bring the witness here so that you can

confront him if you still refuse to tell us the truth, but things would be much more difficult to handle than

now in that way."

"After all, he has helped us. You'll see his face, and we don't want to get him in trouble. Therefore, for

the sake of his safety..."

"What do you want?"

Gentry suddenly interrupted him.

A rare ferocious look appeared on his gentle face.

"You wanna kill me? Do you dare?"

Chad paused for a moment, and then he smiled slowly.

"Killing you? That's a joke. We are businessmen, and never would we do the dirty laundries."

Gentry was choked by his words and almost laughed out.

"Businessman? What kind of businessman will drug people and tie them up? Stop treating me like a

fool!"

Chad nodded slightly. "Well, good for you to know that we're treating you like a fool."

Gentry was speechless.

He didn't know how he should carry on this conversation.

The vibe in the living room was a little awkward, but Chad was not in a hurry. He was sitting there and

waiting quietly.

Kevin got a cup of tea for his father, who took a few sips and put it down because it didn't taste good.

"Mr. Iverson, we can give you more time if you haven't decided yet. But you know, I'm still injured, and I

can't wait too long. This is my wife's house. Her daily routine is to patrol her houses and properties.

She may come over at any time."

"I don't want her to get worried, nor do I want Kristina to know about this. We'll have to find one way to

sort this out before my wife comes."

He paused for a while, and then his tone became colder.

"You should think it clearly."

Gentry's expression changed when he heard "Kristina."

He glared at Chad and asked, "So what if I admit it? You wouldn't dare to kill me, nor wouldn't you dare

to turn me over to the police."

Chad raised his eyebrow and smiled. "You're kidding. I told you I'm a businessman."

Gentry frowned and did not understand what he meant.

Seeing his father getting tired of explaining, Kevin added, "You owned quite a few promising companies

at home, which My father and I admire very much. If you are willing to give them up, my father and I will

surely stop going after you anymore."

Gentry was stunned.

He stared at them and couldn't believe what he had just heard.

Chad felt a little embarrassed and cleared his throat a little.

After all, this was the first time he blackmailed somebody. He still felt this humiliating.

Kevin, on the other hand, seemed quite casual and calm.

His father told him not to let this go public. If they really offended those underworld forces, they might

perish together with each other. None of them would be able to get benefit from this.

Chad was old now, and he was no longer as ambitious as young.

He knew that justice would sometimes be late or even absent.

That was when people got to make decisions based on their conscience.

That was why Chad decided to make a compromise.

He said it was just a few companies, but Gentry actually knew what Chad meant. He wanted all Gentry

had in the country.

Those being taken away, Gentry would have no chance to get back anymore in the future, which meant

that he would be deported and gone forever.

Gentry understood what he meant. He gritted his teeth and hadn't said say anything for quite a while.

Kevin smiled and said, "You still have half an hour; if you don't agree on it by then, we'll regretfully have

to deal with it in a former way, which I don't think you would prefer."

After that, he lowered his head and said to Chad, "I'll wheel you in and have some rest."

Chad hadn't fully recovered yet. He did feel tired after talking for so long.

Therefore, he nodded and wheeled into the bedroom.

In the next half an hour, Gentry sat on the living room floor. He did not speak, and no one talked to him,

either.

He was lowering his head, so no one could see his face in the surveillance camera in the living room.

Chad and Kevin didn't want to see him anyway. No matter what face he was wearing, sad or sullen, he

would have to give up what he had, as much as reluctant he felt.

After all, Chad was the current patriarch of the Nixon family, and he wouldn't let himself get hurt for

nothing.

As for the other two who died, Chad thought the truck driver deserved it for what he had done;

however, Chad indeed felt sorry for his driver.