Heaven Domain (Iwan Cliff)

Chapter 70 Bring Morgan Group back

Chapter 70 Bring Morgan Group back

On the hillside, Iwan was standing silent, his face extremely calm. The moment he killed Jason with his own hands, the ups and downs on his mind were all gone. The grudge that had formed five years ago was finally settled, and the thorn that had been in his heart was completely removed at the moment. As a breeze came, his clothes danced, and his gloom disappeared.

Josh Piper, Warrior No.1, and their companions were the same as Iwan. They were also very calm as if it was not something serious to have slaughtered a Powerhouse at the level of the God of War today. The reason was simple: Warrior No.1 and his friends had been fighting together with Iwan outside the country, and they had slaughtered numerous Gods of War in foreign lands, even including the top-level Powerhouses. And the one killed today was just a God of War.

Iwan and his men were calm, but the big shots of Cleveque City, including Max White, the God of War of Cleveque City, could not calm down until a long while later. "That was a God of War, but he was killed like this. Killed!" they thought. At this point, their fear of Iwan had reached its peak, and they better knew why Lucas Mond and those people were so fearless.

"Let's go..." After killing Jason, Iwan only stood there for less than a minute before he turned to leave. This time he had come to Cleveque City to kill a man and take revenge. Now, with the man killed and the grudge settled, of course, he didn't have the mood to stay here anymore. Was he sad for Jason? Or did he have other emotions? No, it was impossible for him to have an experience like that.

Iwan turned and left, and Warrior No.1 followed him. Soon the two of them drove a car away. Only then did the ashen-faced Lawrence ask Max in a stuttering manner, "What... what... what should we do next?"

Max turned to Lawrence and glanced at him. "It's your business..." After that, he went away with the staff of the Cleveque Military Headquarters.

After a short while, only Charles, Lawrence, Bob, Carl, and others could be seen there. Even now, they were still in astonishment.

The one killed today was Jason Morgan of Morgan Group! He had reached the level of the God of War! He was so strong, but in front of the great fighter, before he could fight back, he had been destroyed utterly! Indeed, all his bones and flesh were gone. At this moment, the fiercest and most ambitious person of Cleveque City, the controller of the biggest group in the city, and the one who had dominated the business sector of the city for years was dead only with a few residues left on the ground. The moguls of the city were astounded and so mentally disturbed. They could not calm down until a long time had passed. But the lord had left after killing the man. The action without procrastination made their hearts and souls shudder as if he didn't regard it as something serious at all.

True, Iwan didn't think it was important at all. Now he was in a great hurry, because when he set off from Pasoland that afternoon, Emily had almost cried, afraid that he would not return. Therefore, he didn't want to stay here for too long.

Warrior No.1 was driving the car, and Iwan was in the back row, thinking about something. The next moment, Warrior No.1 asked Iwan, "Big brother, Jason is already dead. The share prices of Morgan Group have hit rock bottom today. Our men had already begun buying the shares secretly, but the shares we've bought are not enough for us to bring the whole company back! A lot of the company's shares are in the hands of the shareholders. When we sent our men to them, they had all disappeared..." As he spoke, Warrior No.1 frowned deeply. This was the only mistake he made today.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

"It doesn't matter. Someone will deal with the shares Jason left. Now let's go there and find the person." Iwan had heard the words, but he didn't think it was a problem at all.

Warrior No.1 was instantly surprised and said, "Big brother, do you mean you've asked someone to take over those shares of Morgan Group?"

Iwan's eyes betrayed some reminiscence, and then he said slowly, "No, I haven't. I just planted a secret agent in Morgan Group in those days, just in case. I think it was he who did it. Let's go. Whether it is like that or not, go to him and check it out."

Warrior No.1 didn't ask any more questions but focused on driving, heading for the place that the address Iwan had given him showed.

At the same moment, the vice presidents, board directors, and the other leaders, who were not among the arrested, were all gathering in a top private club in Cleveque City. Their top leader was Blake Nelson, vice chairman of Morgan Group, with 30% of the group's shares.

Blake was in his fifties with gray hair at the sides. Now he was wearing a smile and a fine suit in the head seat, listening to the discussion of Jason's closest confidants.

"Mr. Nelson, what should we do next? We've lost contact with our chairman for half a day, and more and more of our subordinates are being arrested. Besides, someone is insanely buying our shares on the stock market. If this keeps going on, our Morgon Group will be someone else's..." a small shareholder, a confidant of Jason's, said anxiously to Blake in the head seat.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Nelson, find a solution quickly! The chairman is absent, and you're now our rock. Our Morgan Group is now at stake! ..." another confidant of Jason's said quite anxiously. And cold sweat was running down the faces of the people below. The reason was that bad news about Morgan Group had kept coming from last night to now. Besides, they had lost contact with Jason. So, they could no longer be calm now.

At this moment, Nelson gave a bland smile and said, "Morgan Group is not dead yet, is it? Why are all of you anxious? Keep waiting a while! When there's news about Mr. Morgan, then..."

But the confidant of Jason's who had been the first to speak stood up and roared, "Blake Nelson! It has come to this point. What are you still waiting for? Even now, we haven't been able to reach him yet. The guards in his villa all died last night. Who knows where he is now? You think you can reach him? If Mr. Morgan is dead or has been killed, what should we do?"

"Right... right... what should we do? ..." As soon as the person finished speaking, those small shareholders became panicky.

Blake lowered his head and turned the teacup in his hand, his eyes a little strangely cold. Then he said slowly, "What should you do? Of course, hand over all your shares, then find a place to spend the rest of your lives! ... Take some money. It'll be enough for you to spend..."

"Boom..." Their minds seemed to be bombarded. After Blake said that, the room instantly fell into dead silence. The people here who had just been tweeting all looked straight at Blake, their mouths wide open. Blake's words chilled them to the bone, making them shudder!

The confidant of Jason's who had just talked pointed at Blake and yelled, "Blake, you want to take everything alone? Ha... how greedy! Not to mention that we just can't reach him now, even if he's dead, are you sure you have such great capacity to take all the shares of Morgan Group?"

"Bang..." With a gunshot, a small hole appeared in the head of the noisy small shareholder. The next moment, a large group of strong-looking men rushed into the great hall and surrounded all these shareholders, who looked at this scene and the corpse in disbelief. All of them felt a chill in their hearts.

At this moment, keeping his head lowered, Blake said slowly, "Whether I have the capacity or not, you can't decide it..." Then he looked up, glanced around the shareholders below, and slowly said,

"What about your thoughts, guys? Die with Jason or hand over your shares now?"

"Blake, you do this..."

"Bang..." A small shareholder loyal to Jason wanted to say something, but one of Blake's guards shot him dead. Then came a series of gunshots. The shareholders who had been closest to Jason in the past were all killed.

Blake stood up and looked at the rest shivering in fear, saying, "Guys, hand over the shares. Morgan Group is not yours. You are just speculators, or you won't sign the share transfer agreement. I'm not so patient. You only have one minute to think about it..."

Just after Blake said that, the copies of the share transfer agreement were put in front of the more than twenty shareholders, who were already scared ashen. But Blake simply looked at his watch, without making a sound.

These shareholders stared at Blake, their eyes red. Now they did not dare to say something heroic. Then all of them signed the share transfer agreement copies in front of them.

Only when these small shareholders had all signed the agreement did Blake nod with a smile and said, "Great, all of you seem to have made a wise decision."

Then a small shareholder said to Blake, "Mr. Nelson, we've all signed the agreement of transferring our shares. If you keep mass-slaughtering us, we'll fight you with our lives. We hope you let us go!"

Blake said with a smile, "Okay, you can go..."

That small shareholder turned away, but the moment he turned, he sneered at Blake, "Ha, Morgan Group is really good. Its heritage has never changed. Every time the former president can't be reached, someone else takes the throne. Mr. Nelson, I hope you don't end up like them!" The small shareholder snorted and turned, ready to leave. The transfer agreement they had just signed was

not one used to take everything from them. It said that they would get a lot of money, which was enough for them to live until they died.

But what Blake said next made the small shareholder freeze. Blake said, "Haha, who told you I will take over Morgan Group? Who told you I will be the owner of Morgan Group? Haha... guys, you might as well stay for a while because I feel the real owner of our group is coming. Don't worry. All Jason's men are dead. None of you will ever face a life threat... haha..."

Blake spoke and smiled, obviously hinting at something. His words and attitude immediately made these people wanting to leave stay, but they were a little confused. "The real owner of Morgan Group?"

When they were quite confused, a somewhat familiar voice came to their ears. "Blake, thank you for what you've done these years..." As the voice came, Iwan and Warrior No.1 walked in. Some of the small shareholders who knew Iwan were quite shocked. They widened their mouths, their eyes full of disbelief.

Now, standing at the host's seat, Blake's eyes instantly became moist. Looking at Iwan, he said slowly, "Mr. Cliff, I've been waiting for this moment for five years. I also have borne the traitor's name for five years. I finally see you come back..."

As he spoke, Blake shed tears, sobbing but saying, "Mr. Cliff, don't worry. Although Morgan suffered some losses yesterday, we can bring them back anytime. We veterans are all waiting for you to come back, waiting to achieve something greater with you..."

Iwan fell silent, patted Blake's shoulder hard a few times, and said, "Bring back all the brothers working with us in those days. You guys keep running Morgan..."

Blake handed the stack of documents and his own share contract to Iwan. "Mr.... Mr. Cliff, take all this back..."

Iwan glanced at it and said, "No need. You guys keep these things and share them with those veterans persecuted by Jason because of me. Don't worry. Jason is already dead. I've brought all his shares back. Morgan is in my hands again. Focus on your work..."

"Yes, yes..." Blake nodded in tears.

Morgan Group had shocked the outside world a whole day, and the outside world had unanimously thought it would collapse, but this night, it suddenly sent its voice again to the outside world, again shocking the whole Cleveque City and the entire stock market!

Also this night, the previous senior executives expelled by Jason unhesitatingly resigned from their current companies and rejoined Morgan Group.

All the big fires in Morgan's factories in Cleveque City were put out, and the work to restart the company began overnight, with all kinds of sophisticated equipment being carried into these factories...

Its official website suddenly began working again. All the lost data, electronic contracts, and all others were immediately recovered.

The dozens of giant freighters the group had lost overseas reappeared on the radar monitor, heading for their different destinations.

Even the floors and exterior walls of its headquarters were renovated overnight.

...

The next morning, the sky over Cleveque City was sunny again, a state it had lost for a long time. As for Morgan Group, it had a new look-its glass curtain walls had been cleaned overnight and were now spotless. It stood in the sun like a giant again.

Many people in Cleveque City gathered around its headquarters. When they saw those senior executives in clean and tidy clothing entering the building in twos and threes, they didn't seem to dare to believe all that had happened yesterday was true.

Only the senior leaders of Cleveque City could feel the horrors. After all, they had received the news that Morgan Group, a group company ranked top in the city, had changed their people overnight! Everyone was afraid of its new owner.

Now, in Morgan's president's office on the top level of its headquarters tower, more than three hundred meters above the ground, Iwan was standing with a smile in front of the window, watching the quite prosperous big city ranked high among the world cities.

He would bring his wife and daughter here. Surely, he would give them the best, so how could he truly let them start at the bottom?

"A wider world, a more infinite future..." Iwan mumbled while thinking about Jayna. He should go back and bring them here.