A Pigeon Pair: Sweetheart, Let's Get Married novel Chapter 303

Other than spending and wasting money, Will did not have any other proper business. Normally, one could not see him. However, whenever Zane met him, at least nine out of ten times he was out of money. He would sit in front of Zane arrogantly and reach out for money.

Children in other families asked their parents for money, but it was the opposite for the Lamont family. It was the father who asked for money from his son. What amusing news of the rich family in City C.

For so many years, Zane seemed to be splendid in life. As the eldest son of the Lamont family, he had been in power in the Lamont Group for many years, yet no one knew how many nasty things he had gone through. Finally, he unloaded this burden one day.

When Zane spoke about Maverick, a rare smile appeared on his face, but it was not because of brotherhood, but because he thought of the matter that Maverick was going to have bad luck.

Although it would not be so bad, it would make Maverick lose his appetite.

Didn't he always hate being rejected by the Lamont family and insist on returning to the Lamont family? Now he could take a good look at this family and see how it was.

Zane placed his hand on the wheelchair and saw the green light in Will's eyes.

Because of the rainy weather, the light in the room was dark, and only a lamp was lit. Will sat under the light, and every inch of his face was illuminated.

Zane was like the audience watching a movie in the dark. The brightest part of the room was like a curtain. At this moment, the man sitting on the sofa was not just a person, but a huge mouth of the abyss, spewing out a disgusting stench. If one listened carefully, the bloody mouth would only say one word: Money, money, money.

Will's eyes went bloodshot when gambling in the casino a few days ago. He didn't know day or night in the casino, let alone the change in the Lamont family. He had only interests in his eyes. "Maverick? How did he become the one in charge of the company?"

Zane lowered his head slightly. In a place unseen, he sneered again and again. However, his voice still sounded full of respect, "It's grandfather's arrangement. He is indeed more capable than me."

However, Will scolded, "Old bastard, he didn't even pass it to me. I'm afraid he is old and muddled. Does he actually believe in Maverick? Why did Maverick come back? Do you think we don't know? Maverick came back for money. Son of a bitch!"

If Maverick was so bad, then what about his father Will?

Levi had never given the management authority of the company to Will. Will was not the kind of person who could do things. What he was best at was eating, drinking, and playing. As long as he had money, it was fine. All these years, he just asked Zane or Levi for money.

What was the responsibility of being a father?

Bringing the child to this world was his responsibility. Since he had already given life to the child, there was no need to care about anything else. He just had to give the sperm and did not have to care about raising it anymore.

"You good-for-nothing, what's the use of raising you? Levi is old and confused, are you also stupid? You had been in charge of the company for so long before, why did Maverick get to take over it not long after he came back?"

Will was so distressed that his anger was so strong that he could vent on anyone, regardless of how many benefits he had gotten from Zane.

"You look like your useless mother."

Will swore and left. He was anxious to ask for money. As for Zane, Will did not give Zane any word of comfort. He didn't even think of comforting Zane.

A son without money was like a beggar on the roadside. Will wouldn't even bother to look at him.

"Take the sofa cushion he sat on and throw it away."

Zane ordered as he turned his wheelchair and left the living room. He could no longer bear to stay for another second.

...

The atmosphere in the conference room was very dull.

Even the sound of breathing was oppressive, making people could not help but slow down a bit.

Maverick waved his hand, and it seemed like there was no sign of anger, but the words he said made people despair, "Go to HR to get an extra month's salary, you are fired."

The secretary burst into tears. She looked at Maverick and then at Will. The one who made her lose her job was gloating, "Bitch, you even dare to stop me. Don't you have eyes? Why are you giving her an extra salary? This kind of disobedient employee should pay money to the company. Pay money!"

Will walked straight to Maverick and said, "Don't you greet your father? Your mother is a lady of cultivation, yet you are just so ordinary."

Will just wanted to dampen Maverick's arrogance. Will had always scolded Zane and Zane never retorted, so he treated Maverick the same.

"Nothing's wrong with the Waller family. The problem is that I am a Lamont."

Maverick retorted. He lit a cigarette and took a smoke. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Will who was about to make a move, "Now I am the owner of this place. As long as you dare to move, tomorrow, the fact that you are thrown out by security guards will be on the headlines of the major newspapers. Then..."

Maverick slowly exhaled the smoke, his eyes as sharp as a blade, "I want to see who else dares to let you pay on credit."

As soon as Maverick talked about the money, Will felt as if his fate was being strangled, "Everything you have now belongs to me. How dare you threaten me? Give me the money! Otherwise, I will go outside and say that you, an unfilial son, have done something very bad."

He thought that Maverick would be worried and at least give in. After all, he used to deal with Zane in the same way.

Who knew that Maverick held a cigarette in his hand and lit it on the table, "Wait a minute? Why don't you say it now? I'll help you hold a press conference which is broadcast online and on TV. How about that?"

Will was stunned, "You ... what are you trying to do? You think I don't have the guts?"

Maverick cared little about this reputation and sneered mercilessly, "If I am still filial to you, then I must be mad."

"You want money? There's not a penny. Don't tell me this is the Lamont Group. Your achievements are all stolen, and they are not yours. You should have expected this day when you drove us out of the house."