Chapter 1092 - 566: Side Story: A Kind of Care That Stays Hidden in the Heart (Part 3_2)
Chapter 1092 - 566: Side Story: A Kind of Care That Stays Hidden in the Heart (Part 3_2)
"Previously, you all claimed you supported Miss Alice, and now you say you can’t stand how Miss Alice orders you around. I think you’ve long had the intention of betraying the Robinsons, but were afraid of offending Miss Alice and wouldn’t receive shares from her. Now that you’ve gotten shares from Miss Alice, your rebellious heart is finally revealed..." Keith Antony sneered."Even if that’s the case, what of it?" Eric Grant finally exposed his true face, "Yes, we do intend to establish our own venture... After David Robinson’s death, we’ve helped Alice for quite a while already, which is sufficient kindness towards the Robinson family."
"Can you even mention ’kindness’? You know Miss Alice has just taken over the Robinson estate and is unfamiliar with the winery, yet you abandon her like this... Your actions clearly aim to see Miss Alice overwhelmed, ultimately leading the Robinson winery downhill..."
Gavin Harvey laughed, "And if that’s true? In the business world, deceit and trickery are commonplace. Us scheming against Alice also serves as a lesson for her..."
Chester Robinson leaned back into his chair, lazily watching Eric Grant and the others, his thin lips parting slightly, "I’m afraid such a lesson won’t be permitted by me."
Adams Herbert glanced contemptuously at Chester Robinson, "Chester... I’m rather curious what qualifies you to speak like this to us elders? You’re merely a small-time doctor, the Robinson family’s worthless sole son. Even if we leave and take all the winery’s connections and expertise, what can you possibly do to us? Previously, I’ve considered David’s sake, unwilling to tear faces with you siblings. Now it seems we don’t need to spare David any favors."
"Yes, Chester, we can’t finish this tea today... You siblings take care of yourselves!"
Eric Grant and the other two stood up with cold expressions.
Chester Robinson leaned back against his chair, looking at them with a faint smile.
Eric Grant and the others reached the door, suddenly finding themselves blocked by a line of men in black suits.
Eric Grant and the others turned to face Chester Robinson, "Chester, what is the meaning of this?"
Chester Robinson lifted a tea cup, speaking softly, "I just want to have a good conversation with you gentlemen."
Eric Grant sneered, "Chester, do you think you can threaten us with just these few bodyguards? You lack the cunning to confront us seasoned tacticians..."
Chester Robinson sniffed the tea aroma, not even looking at Eric Grant, "Is that so?"
Eric Grant promptly clapped his hands.
At this moment, the bodyguards supposed to surround Eric Grant suddenly vanished...
Eric Grant and the others exchanged puzzled looks.
The next moment, the bodyguards blocking Eric Grant and the others stepped aside, and several more in black suits dragged six or seven men, wounded and bleeding, moaning in pain, before Eric Grant’s eyes...
Seeing his bodyguards all shot at this point, Eric Grant’s face turned pale...
Adams Herbert was trembling all over, "This... this..."
Gavin Harvey fearfully looked at Chester Robinson, "You... you... dare to kill people?"
Chester Robinson leaned back into his chair, his gaze relaxed and serene, "My bodyguards possess the ability to hit the most painful spots with bullets without causing life-threatening injuries. Most importantly, they’re skilled at making some wish they were dead."
Eric Grant stared at Chester Robinson in stunned disbelief...
Chester Robinson maintained his faint smile, his eyes’ obscured darkness made the three elders’ legs tremble.
At this moment, Chester Robinson buttoned his suit, stood up, saying, "Think carefully and hopefully you’ll provide me with a satisfactory answer..."
The three elders watched Chester Robinson depart, not daring to utter a sound.
Not until Chester Robinson had left did Gavin Harvey quietly ask Eric Grant, "Was the person we just saw really... really Chester Robinson?"
"God, his gaze was terrifying..."
Sally Winery’s office.
Alice Robinson was amidst various troubles when suddenly an internal phone call came through.
Alice Robinson irritably put down the files in her hand and picked up the phone, "Hello..."
"Is that Miss Robinson?"
"Yes, it’s me... Did you find anything?"
The other party answered, "Yes, Miss Robinson. It turns out Eric Grant and others indeed have ulterior motives. They secretly registered a wine company when you took over the Robinson estate. Their prior flattery was in order to secure their shares in the Robinsons."
"Damn it, the Robinsons were never unkind to them." Alice Robinson leaned back in frustration, quite disappointed.
"Miss Robinson, furthermore... I followed them today and unintentionally found out that your brother Doctor Robinson met with them at a high-end Chinese club this afternoon. Since that place requires a prestigious membership to enter, I don’t know what Doctor Robinson discussed with them, but they were chatting and laughing as they went in. I’m concerned this relates to the reason you’re investigating their detachment from the Robinsons..."
"Mr. Robinson, do you want to reconsider? You might not need to make that decision so soon..."
"It’s not necessary, Lawyer Anderson, proceed as I instructed!"
"Alright..."
In the study, Chester Robinson had just finished talking with Lawyer Anderson when Alice came in from outside.
Seeing Alice, Chester Robinson waved his hand to signal Lawyer Anderson to leave.
Lawyer Anderson courteously nodded to Alice before departing.
Chester Robinson sat behind his desk, eyebrows slightly raised, "What’s wrong?"
Alice Robinson stared at Chester Robinson with a cold expression.
Chester Robinson remained calm and composed, serenely watching her.
Alice Robinson turned and shut the study door, before addressing him in a cold and detached manner, "Why are you doing this?"
"Doing what?"
Alice Robinson’s gaze was sharp as ice, "Does it make you particularly happy to see me trapped in a predicament?"
Chester Robinson’s previously gentle face darkened in response to Alice’s questioning.
Alice Robinson glared icily at Chester Robinson, "I know people like you, who resort to any means for your goals... You’ve orchestrated this crisis for me just to prove your abilities, to show me the consequences of crossing you... But Chester Robinson, let me tell you, you’re mistaken. Even if you remove all Robinson employees today, I won’t crumble, nor will I plead for your mercy. You’re truly wrong, I, Alice Robinson, won’t capsize just because a big wave crashes in!!"
Chester Robinson stood up, his deep dark eyes slightly narrowed, his tone somewhat displeased, "What are you saying?"
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