Chapter 1570: Aboard
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While Jacob was recovering in the hospital, Bill was about to lose his mind. He kept cursing while pacing back and forth, just like an unfortunate ant that found itself on a hot stove.
"Damn you, Scott! I knew it was a mistake to leave you alive!" Bill exclaimed while walking around in circles inside his office. He looked dreadful and his forehead was full of cold sweat.
Even if he was the one to come out on top that night, he still felt absolutely petrified.
For him, he knew he could easily deal with either Jacob or Louis by themselves. However, going against the two of them together was basically impossible. It was clear to him that he wouldn't be able to match their pace.
"What should I do?" Bill worriedly asked himself. The more he thought about it, the more anxious he felt. Because of that, he nervously scratched his head to think of a solution. But instead of looking like he was deep in thought, it looked more like he was trying to make himself bald.
Suddenly, there was a knock on his door. But at that moment, Bill didn't have the energy to deal with anyone so he simply ignored it. Another knock came, pissing him off. Instead of opening the door, he angrily shouted at the person outside. "Fuck off! Don't bother me!"
"But boss, I have something important to tell you," the man outside meekly replied. He was scared for his life, but what he had to say was too important not to tell.
Sensing that the man still hasn't left, Bill exclaimed, "I already told you to get out of here! Why are you still standing there? I'm paying you good money to be reliable! If you have to come to me just to solve something simple, you can go to hell!" Bill couldn't handle the worries in his mind anymore. As a result, he threw a fit of rage. He kicked and smashed everything he saw inside the room.
His wrath instilled a great sense of fear into his men. All the harsh words Bill was shouting and the ruckus he was causing felt like hundreds of needles going through their hearts.
Despite their concern, none of Bill's men dared to open their mouths. While Bill was trashing the room, they all lowered their heads in sorrow and kept quiet.
After a while, some exchanged looks with each other to try and figure out the situation. Each and every one of them had their own guesses as to what was going on. 'What's wrong with our boss?' 'Shouldn't he be happy that Jacob's in the hospital?'
'I guess old age really makes a man very irritable.'
'Did someone do something wrong?
Who irritated him?' The man closest to the door slowly raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead. While doing so, he thought to himself, 'Please calm down already, boss. I need to tell you something important.'
About thirty minutes passed and no one had still made a single sound. By then, they had all accepted the fact that they were going to get one heck of a scolding from Bill later on.
The tension in the air was so thick that it seemed like a shar
l pissed at Darren's first reaction when he saw him. So he just glanced at him, shook his head, and said, "Whatever." With a bunch of problems in front of Bill, he didn't want to waste any time on drinks. The only thing he wanted at that moment was to know their plan on how to deal with Louis and Jacob combined.
When everything was ready and there were only the two of them in the office, Darren curiously asked, "Your job was finished the moment Jacob's car crashed. So tell me, what are you doing here?"
Now that they were getting down to business, Bill leaned forward and rested his hands on his thighs. He replied, "Louis told me to prepare."
"Louis?" As soon as Darren heard this name, his eyebrows furrowed and his calm demeanor disappeared.
He quickly realized that things were about to get a lot more complicated since Louis was now involved.
While thinking of a solution, Darren casually glared at Bill. In his mind, Bill looked like a man way past his prime. In fact, Darren thought that there was no need for Bill to even come to the company. Bill would be absolutely useless in the future if he couldn't even handle Louis all by himself.
"He even knows what happened to Scott. He told me I would pay dearly for it." Right after Bill spoke, he became sorrowful. It was as if remembering Louis' words scared him. After a few moments, he added, "I won't be able to do what you want if Louis is coming after me."
Bill was so desperate that he told Darren everything that was bothering him. He didn't even hide the fact that he had murdered Scott's parents in the past.
"I was wondering... Do you have any backup plans for this?"
Bill meekly asked while his head was pointed down at the ground. Hearing this desperate plea, Darren was utterly disappointed at the man in front of him. As a result, he could only look at him with eyes of contempt. Since he was too busy worrying about himself, Bill didn't notice the fact that Darren had already given up on him.
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While Jacob was recovering in the hospital, Bill was about to lose his mind. He kept cursing while pacing back and forth, just like an unfortunate ant that found itself on a hot stove.
"Damn you, Scott! I knew it was a mistake to leave you alive!" Bill exclaimed while walking around in circles inside his office. He looked dreadful and his forehead was full of cold sweat.
Even if he was the one to come out on top that night, he still felt absolutely petrified.
For him, he knew he could easily deal with either Jacob or Louis by themselves. However, going against the two of them together was basically impossible. It was clear to him that he wouldn't be able to match their pace.
"What should I do?" Bill worriedly asked himself. The more he thought about it, the more anxious he felt. Because of that, he nervously scratched his head to think of a solution. But instead of looking like he was deep in thought, it looked more like he was trying to make himself bald.
Suddenly, there was a knock on his door. But at that moment, Bill didn't have the energy to deal with anyone so he simply ignored it. Another knock came, pissing him off. Instead of opening the door, he angrily shouted at the person outside. "Fuck off! Don't bother me!"
"But boss, I have something important to tell you," the man outside meekly replied. He was scared for his life, but what he had to say was too important not to tell.
Sensing that the man still hasn't left, Bill exclaimed, "I already told you to get out of here! Why are you still standing there? I'm paying you good money to be reliable! If you have to come to me just to solve something simple, you can go to hell!" Bill couldn't handle the worries in his mind anymore. As a result, he threw a fit of rage. He kicked and smashed everything he saw inside the room.
His wrath instilled a great sense of fear into his men. All the harsh words Bill was shouting and the ruckus he was causing felt like hundreds of needles going through their hearts.
Despite their concern, none of Bill's men dared to open their mouths. While Bill was trashing the room, they all lowered their heads in sorrow and kept quiet.
After a while, some exchanged looks with each other to try and figure out the situation. Each and every one of them had their own guesses as to what was going on. 'What's wrong with our boss?' 'Shouldn't he be happy that Jacob's in the hospital?'
'I guess old age really makes a man very irritable.'
'Did someone do something wrong?
Who irritated him?' The man closest to the door slowly raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead. While doing so, he thought to himself, 'Please calm down already, boss. I need to tell you something important.'
About thirty minutes passed and no one had still made a single sound. By then, they had all accepted the fact that they were going to get one heck of a scolding from Bill later on.
The tension in the air was so thick that it seemed like a shar
l pissed at Darren's first reaction when he saw him. So he just glanced at him, shook his head, and said, "Whatever." With a bunch of problems in front of Bill, he didn't want to waste any time on drinks. The only thing he wanted at that moment was to know their plan on how to deal with Louis and Jacob combined.
When everything was ready and there were only the two of them in the office, Darren curiously asked, "Your job was finished the moment Jacob's car crashed. So tell me, what are you doing here?"
Now that they were getting down to business, Bill leaned forward and rested his hands on his thighs. He replied, "Louis told me to prepare."
"Louis?" As soon as Darren heard this name, his eyebrows furrowed and his calm demeanor disappeared.
He quickly realized that things were about to get a lot more complicated since Louis was now involved.
While thinking of a solution, Darren casually glared at Bill. In his mind, Bill looked like a man way past his prime. In fact, Darren thought that there was no need for Bill to even come to the company. Bill would be absolutely useless in the future if he couldn't even handle Louis all by himself.
"He even knows what happened to Scott. He told me I would pay dearly for it." Right after Bill spoke, he became sorrowful. It was as if remembering Louis' words scared him. After a few moments, he added, "I won't be able to do what you want if Louis is coming after me."
Bill was so desperate that he told Darren everything that was bothering him. He didn't even hide the fact that he had murdered Scott's parents in the past.
"I was wondering... Do you have any backup plans for this?"
Bill meekly asked while his head was pointed down at the ground. Hearing this desperate plea, Darren was utterly disappointed at the man in front of him. As a result, he could only look at him with eyes of contempt. Since he was too busy worrying about himself, Bill didn't notice the fact that Darren had already given up on him.
While Jacob was recovering in the hospital, Bill was about to lose his mind. He kept cursing while pacing back and forth, just like an unfortunate ant that found itself on a hot stove. "Damn you, Scott! I knew it was a mistake to leave you alive!" Bill exclaimed while walking around in circles inside his office. He looked dreadful and his forehead was full of cold sweat. Even if he was the one to come out on top that night, he still felt absolutely petrified. For him, he knew he could easily deal with either Jacob or Louis by themselves. However, going against the two of them together was basically impossible. It was clear to him that he wouldn't be able to match their pace. "What should I do?" Bill worriedly asked himself. The more he thought about it, the more anxious he felt. Because of that, he nervously scratched his head to think of a solution. But instead of looking like he was deep in thought, it looked more like he was trying to make himself bald. Suddenly, there was a knock on his door. But at that moment, Bill didn't have the energy to deal with anyone so he simply ignored it. Another knock came, pissing him off. Instead of opening the door, he angrily shouted at the person outside. "Fuck off! Don't bother me!""But boss, I have something important to tell you," the man outside meekly replied. He was scared for his life, but what he had to say was too important not to tell. Sensing that the man still hasn't left, Bill exclaimed, "I already told you to get out of here! Why are you still standing there? I'm paying you good money to be reliable! If you have to come to me just to solve something simple, you can go to hell!" Bill couldn't handle the worries in his mind anymore. As a result, he threw a fit of rage. He kicked and smashed everything he saw inside the room. His wrath instilled a great sense of fear into his men. All the harsh words Bill was shouting and the ruckus he was causing felt like hundreds of needles going through their hearts. Despite their concern, none of Bill's men dared to open their mouths. While Bill was trashing the room, they all lowered their heads in sorrow and kept quiet. After a while, some exchanged looks with each other to try and figure out the situation. Each and every one of them had their own guesses as to what was going on. 'What's wrong with our boss?' 'Shouldn't he be happy that Jacob's in the hospital?''I guess old age really makes a man very irritable.''Did someone do something wrong? Who irritated him?' The man closest to the door slowly raised his hand to wipe away the cold sweat on his forehead. While doing so, he thought to himself, 'Please calm down already, boss. I need to tell you something important.'About thirty minutes passed and no one had still made a single sound. By then, they had all accepted the fact that they were going to get one heck of a scolding from Bill later on. The tension in the air was so thick that it seemed like a sharl pissed at Darren's first reaction when he saw him. So he just glanced at him, shook his head, and said, "Whatever." With a bunch of problems in front of Bill, he didn't want to waste any time on drinks. The only thing he wanted at that moment was to know their plan on how to deal with Louis and Jacob combined. When everything was ready and there were only the two of them in the office, Darren curiously asked, "Your job was finished the moment Jacob's car crashed. So tell me, what are you doing here?"Now that they were getting down to business, Bill leaned forward and rested his hands on his thighs. He replied, "Louis told me to prepare.""Louis?" As soon as Darren heard this name, his eyebrows furrowed and his calm demeanor disappeared. He quickly realized that things were about to get a lot more complicated since Louis was now involved. While thinking of a solution, Darren casually glared at Bill. In his mind, Bill looked like a man way past his prime. In fact, Darren thought that there was no need for Bill to even come to the company. Bill would be absolutely useless in the future if he couldn't even handle Louis all by himself. "He even knows what happened to Scott. He told me I would pay dearly for it." Right after Bill spoke, he became sorrowful. It was as if remembering Louis' words scared him. After a few moments, he added, "I won't be able to do what you want if Louis is coming after me."Bill was so desperate that he told Darren everything that was bothering him. He didn't even hide the fact that he had murdered Scott's parents in the past. "I was wondering... Do you have any backup plans for this?"Bill meekly asked while his head was pointed down at the ground. Hearing this desperate plea, Darren was utterly disappointed at the man in front of him. As a result, he could only look at him with eyes of contempt. Since he was too busy worrying about himself, Bill didn't notice the fact that Darren had already given up on him.
