"Josh, you're finally back!" Robert approached him with a bright smile.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Dad." Celestine smiled and gestured to the woman beside him. "Allow me to introduce you to Davina Harris, my fiancée."
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"Davina Harris?" Robert looked taken aback before asking tentatively. "Is she the third daughter of the Harris family?"
"Yes, that's right." Celestine smiled.
"Nice to meet you. Mr. Layren." Davina nodded.
"Yes, yes, nice to meet you, too. As expected of a daughter of the Harris family–you're the very embodiment of beauty and grace!" Robert looked delighted. He never would've expected his son to be able to win the Harris family's favor. The five wealthiest families in Flaz city were known as the Fabulous Five, but there were three other families seven more powerful than them–the Tremendous Three.
The Harris family was one of them. If the Layren family could form an alliance with the Harris family through Celestine's marriage with Davina, they'd have a bright future ahead!
"Dad, why did you summon me home so urgently?" Celestine asked when they were all in the car. He'd just completed his refinement the night before when he'd been told to return immediately.
"I hate to say this, but Miston city has a new kid on the block. He's powerful beyond our expectations and has defeated all my men. Our family's been having a tough time recently because of him. I had no choice but to Summon you home." Robert sighed, looking helpless.
"Exactly! You have no idea how obnoxious he is, Celestine. He even beat me up on my birthday over the smallest things!" Tina started to complain.
"Look at what he did to my arm–I've yet to fully recover! I've never been treated like this in my life. You have to get back at him for me!"
"Who is this guy? How dare he bully a member of the Layren family! Celestine's face darkened, and a menacing aura surrounded him.
"His name is Nathan Anderson, and he's not someone to be taken lightly," Robert said. "He also has the Philip family backing him up," Robert said,
"The Philip family?" Davina chuckled lightly. "They're only one of the Fabulous Five–they don't hold much weight. If you need any help, Mr. Layren, just say the word."
"It's unnecessary for the Harris family to get involved in something as menial as this." Celestine said calmly. "Now that I'm back. I won't allow anyone to challenge the Layren family's authority–not even the Philip family!"
"Celestine, have you, have you had a breakthrough?" Robert asked tentatively.
"Yes, I have. I've now achieved divinity!" Celestine smiled proudly.
"A divine–level martial artist?" Robert was delighted. "That's great! I knew you wouldn't let me down!"
Celestine was probably the only divine–level martial artist in all of the Miston city. Low–level martial artists were no match for divine–level martial artists–they could refine their martial arts prowess, but physical abilities could only take one so far.
Divine–level martial artists, on the other hand, could manifest their energy externally and use it to harm or even murder others without anyone realizing it.
Low–level martial artists weren't even in the same league as them. Even in Flaz city, where powerful martial artists converged, divine–level martial artists were existences to fear.
It was no wonder Celestine had won the Harris family's favor–how could he not when he possessed such talent and potential? Which family wouldn't want to have something to do with him?
"Dad, are divine–level martial artists really that powerful? How will Celestine fare against Nathan?" Tina asked curiously.
"Celestine can destroy that brat with a snap of his fingers!" Robert said proudly.
"That's great! Celestine, you have to teach him a good lesson on my behalf!" Tina said excitedly.
"There's no hurry to deal with Nathan–he's a weakling that can be slaughtered at any time. What's more important now is that we have to give Celestine and Davina a proper welcome."
"You're right. Let's head home."
LATER THAT DAY
At this moment, at the Medical Center.
Nathan received a call from Mirabel. "Nathan, something's happened at Philip Pharmaceuticals. You've gotta get over here right now."
"Something's happened? What is it?" Nathan asked curiously.
"A bunch of people suddenly showed up and demanded that we partner with them for the production of the new drug,"
"Is that so? Where's your sister? I'll leave the decision up to her."
"She went to Flaz city last night and won't be back so soon. In any case, she was the one who told me to call you, saying that you had the last say."
"Alright, then. I'll be right there." Nathan hung up and drove to Philip Pharmaceuticals.
When he arrived. twenty minutes later and strode into the conference room, he saw some people already seated inside.
Lisa, Greg, Mirabel, and Mr. John sat on the left, while a distinguished man was on the right.
"Nathan, you're finally here. Have a seat, quick." Mirabel stood up and gestured for him to sit. The others looked at. him coolly.
"What's going on here?" Nathan glanced around curiously.
"I have a question for you," Lisa, Mia's sister, said. "I heard Mia gave you 50 percent of the shares for the new drug. Is that true?"
"Yeah," Nathan nodded.
"Glad to hear that. Now, hand the shares over," she said coolly.
"What? Why?" Nathan was taken aback.
"Because you don't deserve them." Lisa didn't mince her words. 'The Philip family handles everything from the production, sales, and marketing for drug. You don't contribute anything to this process–why should you deserve 50 percent of the profits? Don't you think you're being a little too greedy?"
"Mrs. Philip, there must be a misunderstanding somewhere. Ms. Philip was the one who decided that the shares-"
Lisa cut him off with a wave of her hand. "That's enough! I don't want to hear it. Hand the shares over if you know what's good for you; at least you'll be able to walk out of this unscathed."
"Does Ms. Mia know about this?" Nathan narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew what was going on now- they'd obviously tricked him here to snatch the ownership of the shares away from him.
"It doesn't matter whether she knows. This has to do with our family's interests; her word isn't the only one that matters. Rest assured that we'll compensate you handsomely for this. We're willing to pay you 50 million dollars if you hand over the shares." Lisa looked like she was talking about something inconsequential.
"Hey, just hand them over when we tell you to and stop fucking around!" Greg said impatiently.
"What if I refuse?" Nathan's expression became icy.
"Then you won't leave this room today!" Greg slammed a hand on the table. The next second, a group of security guards barged into the room, circling Nathan with menacing looks.