A Promising Youth

Chapter 29 Knowing It's a Trap

At that moment, Clara looked at me with immense seriousness, and I looked at her with confidence.

I never went to college, but for four years in prison, in that place of undivided attention, I studied almost like a hunger under the guidance of Master and the teachers!

Master said, “If you want to change your fate, you have to put in ten times or even a hundred times more effort than others. If you can't even compete with others in terms of effort, how can you talk about competing with others in terms of “family” and “connections”?”

“Ok, Get your man over here! The position of Executive Vice President has to be filled by Matteo!”

At that moment, Clara trembled her red lips and slapped her palm on the table.

“Wait, I have not done talking.”

Greyson hastened to interrupt with a sly look in his eyes, saying,

“Before this bet takes effect, the formula of ‘General Grey’ must be incorporated into the company's assets.”

I seem to understand something. The second shareholder seemed to be aiming at the “formula”.

Clara violently grabbed my clothes, as if trying to persuade me not to gamble. After all, the value of that formula was equal to six Blue Butterfly Textile Factories.

Seeing our hesitation, the second shareholder immediately added.

“Miss Clara, I know you've always wanted to get rid of me from the company, now the opportunity is right in front of you, don't back out!”

“Greyson Morris, don't try to provoke me!

The formula is Matteo's, I can't do anything about it.”

Clara glared at him in exasperation, with her hand still holding my shirt imploring me to give up.

“Young man, I've heard all about you. You've come a long way to help Clara, you must like her. This is a good opportunity.

As long as you help Clara and squeeze me out of the company, Clara will like you

It's worth a fight for love!”

Greyson smiled grimly. How could I not see through this little trick of his?

Taking a long breath, I gently pushed Clara's hand away and said.

“Okay, Mr. Greyson, I'll bet with you!”

Clara immediately said.

“Are you mad? If we lose, we'll lose the company and your formula!”

With a cheeky smile, I said. “Sister, I'm doing it for you!

since I was a kid, so I

“No!”

right up, grabbed my arm and

saying is that Matteo is not qualified to

If we didn't

my head to look at him and

debt. Mr. Greyson, if I'm right, you've drawn up the contract, right? Just get it out and let's

stood

it's signed on

stupid? It's obviously a trap, so why do you have

I not see that it

pen in hand, I asked as

come forward.

a text message, and then a short while later, a svelte looking man with gold rimmed glasses walked into the office at a sedate

silent, and

“Senior?”

it's been a long

this

air of

up his gold-rimmed glasses, and said

years of writing me love letters,

that moment, Clara flushed, bowed her head and said

family was at a mess, so I didn't have the heart to think about anything else... Senior, what

chair, raised his chin extra-high,

entrusted to be here for

lose, I'll stay and help you

I won't leave and stay with

of surprise, but then

don't compete with him. I wish Marcel Sharp to be our executive

words however pierced my heart

I restrained

“Why?”

you're old

Just because he's good-looking?

Because you... like him?”

“No, no, no.”

can't beat him. You don’t

arm, stared at me

one in our

all these years, he's been working for a

compete with me, it's a matter of man's

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