Chapter 88 I Forgot That You Are All Single
Chapter 88 I Forgot That You Are All Single
Chapter 88 I Forgot That You Are All Single
"Tell me, who is responsible for reporting my company?" Alexander stood up with excitement, visibly tense, as his entire wealth was at stake.
"It was me," Curtis replied coolly, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Alexander's face hardened in an instant. After he finally came back to his senses, he shot an angry look in Curtis' direction and said, "Are you kidding me? We hold no grudges at all! As far as I know, Mr. Riley is not someone who would meddle in the affairs of others."
"Indeed, because the only person I care about is my wife," Curtis nonchalantly crossed his leg, savoring the sight of Alexander's furious face. "Victoria didn't tell you that she was the reason I destroyed your business. In retaliation for Victoria's treatment of my wife, I made her lose her ten million dollar investment."
Alexander was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "That's impossible! My aunt has always treated me well and never asked me for that ten million back. Don't try to fool me!"
Curtis chuckled lightly and remarked, "That's because she knows you couldn't repay it on your own. Instead, she reasoned that having a loyal dog to deal with me would be a better choice. After all, it's not easy to find someone willing to confront me in Prodiff."
Alexander had a hesitant expression on his face.
Curtis then played the recording of his conversation with Victoria.
After listening to it, Alexander slammed his fist on the table in frustration, producing a resounding bang.
"That despicable woman! She apparently knew everything! She manipulated me, made me provoke you, and imprisoned me!" Alexander seethed with anger, his teeth grinding together and his eyes clouded with gloom. "Don't blame me for retaliating against you, Victoria."
As he spoke, Alexander provided Curtis with the password to a safe: "Go and get it. Inside there are recordings of Victoria's every visit to my company for investments and dividends."
"Thank you," Curtis said, a slight smile appearing at the corners of his mouth.
Steffen pushed his wheelchair and took him away, leaving Alexander alone, consumed by anger. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.
Shortly after leaving the detention center, Steffen took the initiative to speak up, "Mr. Riley, I can go and retrieve the evidence now."
"There's no need to hurry. I already have some evidence of what Victoria had done, but I haven't made it public yet because I want to show my brother some respect," Curtis replied calmly.
Steffen asked in astonishment, "You didn't come to the detention center just for that?"
"Not really," Curtis responded nonchalantly. "I was bored in the office and wanted some excitement."
Steffen was at a loss for words.
Curtis continued to make statements that rendered Steffen unable to respond.
"Don't you think it's funny that Alexander went insane when he discovered the truth? After discovering the truth, he felt trapped and manipulated and developed a desire for vengeance. But, he had to stay helpless in jail."
Steffen inwardly sighed, thinking, "You're even more cunning than them!"
"Take me to the Royal Bar," Curtis instructed.
Steffen answered as he couldn't help but frown, "Okay."
He thought, "Mr. Riley must be wanting to provoke someone else this time."
When Curtis arrived at the private floor of the Royal Bar, his friends Max and Owen were already there.
Curtis stood up, walked in, and then turned to Steffen, saying, "Go and retrieve the laptop that Alexander mentioned."
"Okay," Steffen responded, closing the private room door before leaving.
As they settled in, Max raised his scarred eyebrow at Curtis and said, "I heard you stood up from your wheelchair in the West District just now."
"Yes," Curtis answered calmly without trying to conceal the fact.
Owen grew slightly agitated. "But how can you do that without even finding the mastermind behind the car accident? What if they find out and go even deeper into hiding? It would make it even more difficult to deal with them."
Curtis' eyes darkened when he was reminded of the car accident that nearly killed him.
No matter how carefully he searched, he was unable to find the person who was responsible because they were so well hidden.
He had pretended to be partially paralyzed and even been ousted by the board of directors, all hoping that the person behind the accident would reveal himself.
"Do you think it could be Victoria? She always wanted to remove you from the board and replace you with Leo," Owen speculated.
Before Owen could finish his sentence, Max interjected, expressing his doubts. "Not very likely. Victoria isn't the type to act so recklessly."
Curtis nodded in agreement, "I hope it's Victoria, to be honest. But I'm afraid it might be the remaining members of the Flying Eagle Gang from back then."
Max and Owen were both concerned about this as well.
Thanks to several families ' collaborative efforts, they all played a part in eliminating the Flying Eagle Gang.
If any remnants of those ruthless criminals still existed, it would undoubtedly pose a significant threat to them.
Frustrated, Owen slammed his hand onto Curtis' leg. "Since you've thought about all this, why did you stand up in the West District?"
Curtis responded calmly, taking a sip of his tea before replying, "Given the circumstances, there was no other choice. Someone was bullying my wife. If it were you, you probably wouldn't have hesitated either."
Curtis paused for a moment, then added with a hint of sarcasm, "Oh, sorry, I forgot that you guys are both single."
Max and Owen found themselves speechless.