Owen Moreland's eyes were dark and deep, his tone indifferent, "I'll give you one day. By sunset tomorrow, I want to see the signed Acquisition Contract on my office desk."
This was pushing Benjamin Parker into a corner.
Benjamin Richardson listened to Owen Moreland's emotionless voice and shivered, feeling a chill rising from his feet.
He had heard about the incident at Old Madam Scott's banquet, and this Benjamin Parker was really courting death. Of all the people to provoke, he had to mess with the apple of Mr. Moreland's eye.
"Also, keep a close watch on Hongda Chemical recently."
"Mr. Moreland, do you suspect that Benjamin Parker's harassment of Miss Clarke has something to do with Chloe Taylor?" As soon as he asked the question, Benjamin Richardson slapped his forehead hard.
