Can’t Win Me Back novel (Alyssa and Jasper) novel Chapter 2034

The Ivory Group was facing troubles both internally and externally. They were like a cat on a hot tin roof. Marc's right hand, Nathan, had been arrested, and Colene had gone to take charge of the gang.

Matilda was the only person he had left by his side.

Marc took a deep breath. His gaze was gloomy. He studied Jameson's arrogant face and the mysterious intention in those eyes behind his gold-framed glasses.

Matilda had seen all kinds of crafty people after being by Marc's side for so many years. Jameson was giving off an air of wild ambition and murderous intent. She had a feeling that Jameson wasn't here for a friendly visit.

"You don't look too good, Mr. Waters. I can see that you are very sick."

Carl had already moved a chair over for Jameson without waiting for Marc's prompt. Jameson then helped himself and sat down elegantly.

His attitude was arrogant and condescending. He wasn't here to pay a hospital visit. He was here to challenge him!

Matilda was enraged. She was about to speak up when Marc said, "Mr. Schmidt, if you came here to visit me, you've seen me. Can you leave now?" His gaze was frigid.

"Don't be impatient, Mr. Waters."

Jameson leaned back and crossed his legs. In a calm tone, he explained, "Coming to visit you is just one part of it. My main purpose for coming is to talk business with you."

"You and I… We have nothing to talk about!"

Marc was starting to feel weak. "Show him the way out, Matsy!"

"I want to acquire The Ivory Group." With a cold smirk on his face, Jameson went straight to the point and revealed his ambition.

He was highly conceited!

"What… What did you say?" Marc burned with anger, and his pale face flushed red.

The Ivory was built on his blood, sweat, and tears!

And he didn't do it on his own. Winston had given him endless help from behind the scenes all these years. He had pumped in a total of over 300 million dollars to help land them projects in and out of Solana City. He did all these to help the organization get back on the right track.

Colene, Alyssa, and the rest of the Taylors were oblivious to this. Winston had forked out his own money to help the Waters family. Furthermore, he never intended for them to pay him back!

Right now, Jameson was here to covet The Ivory? How could he put up with this?

If he did, it was equivalent to having this son of a bitch trample all over him!

Marc chuckled. "It isn't time for bed yet, but you're already in dreamland, Mr. Schmidt?"

Marc's eyes were filled with fury, and his body trembled. "The Ivory is not a listed company. So, you cannot simply acquire Ivory Group as you wish. I disagree with this, so just forget about it!"

"That's true. That's why I visited, especially to discuss this matter with you."

Jameson pushed back his glasses lightly. He maintained his composure. Casually, he lifted his pointer finger and pointed upward.

"The entire country knows I have officially taken over Schmidt Group. Half of Solana City belongs to me, and the other half to Beckett Group.

"He is about to be prosecuted for murder. If he's lucky, he'd get a death sentence. If he's not, he would be sentenced for life.

"If you sell The Ivory to me, I will make sure he's returned to you. Once you sign the transfer agreement, I promise Mr. Nathan will return to your side in one piece within a week."

Marc was aghast. His chest tightened.

On the surface, Nathan was his subordinate. But deep down, he had been treating him like his own son.

How could he bear to see him die?

While Marc was feeling conflicted and troubled, Carl placed the pen and transfer agreement before him. Though it was only a few thin sheets of paper, they felt like a tonne of bricks weighing on his thighs.

Marc picked up the pen with his shaky hands. He hovered the tip of his pen over the signature area but was reluctant to put his name down.

"Mr. Waters…" Matilda's heart wrenched. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.

Jameson lifted his wrist to look at his watch. His impatience was written on his face. "I'm a busy man. I don't have time to hesitate with you like this. Hurry up and make your decision. You might be able to wait, but Mr. Nathan can't."

Marc was devastated. At last, he made his decision.

He was about to put his signature down when he heard a fierce and deep voice that shouted, "Hold up!"

That voice resounded like a church bell ringing in a quiet cathedral, giving him a wake-up call.