Supreme Mars novel Chapter 47

Our Financial was a well-known financial loan company in Emerdale. Unlike the troublesome procedures of the bank, only an ID card was required to secure a loan from them.

However, the interest rate was also much higher.

Frank had earned his fortune through illegal dealings. He led one of the leading underground factions in the city, and now that he had come this far, he had transitioned into a legitimate businessman.

Although the interest rate was much higher than that of the banks, there were still people willing to risk borrowing money from him. Those who did not deal with the underground factions could not be bothered with it anyway.

Amiability brought about wealth.

However, Frank had been very frustrated recently because his lover's face had been disfigured.

Although women were as disposable as clothes to him, everyone wanted to wear good-looking clothes. Wouldn't you be angry if someone cut a hole in your outfit?

Wouldn't he need to pay, even if he got another one? It was also embarrassing on a personal level.

Frank was even angrier when he found out that the person who had beaten up his woman was some trash from a third-rate family.

Just as he was planning how to take revenge on the Ford family, the secretary suddenly rushed in in a panic.

"Mr. Perry, bad news. The head of the National Security Agency is here."

When he heard this, Frank nearly jumped up from his seat and broke out in cold sweat.

From the National Security Agency?!

He had never seen anyone from there until now.

In the past, whenever he did something wrong, people from other agencies would come to look for him. Even when he had caused the most trouble, he had only gone to the state agency.

Frank forced himself to calm down and carefully thought about what he had done recently, wondering if he had committed a crime.

But everything was above-board. How could it attract the attention of the National Security Agency?

"Invite him in." Frank hastily straightened his clothes and facial expression.

The people from the National Security Agency were all wily old foxes. He had to pay special attention to what their representatives were saying. If he was careless and got caught...

After a while, a handsome man in a suit and tie strode inside.

What surprised Frank was that this Mr. Warren was so young. He only looked to be in his late twenties.

To be able to climb to this position at such a young age, he either had a strong background or had outstanding abilities.

"Mr. Warren, I'm surprised. You’re so youthful, but you're already in such a prominent position," Frank said with a flattering smile.

"I was just lucky."

Scott smiled insincerely and sat down in front of Frank.

"Mr. Warren, would you like a cigarette?"

Frank paid Scott no heed, and took out a pack of high-quality cigarettes and handed one to him.

"No thanks."

Scott declined politely and said, "I just came to talk to you about something. I will leave after that."

"What is it?"

Frank appeared to be smiling on the surface, but he was actually extremely nervous inside.

"Frank, you've restrained yourself a lot over the years. You've turned your business legitimate, donated a lot of money to charity, and helped many children who couldn't otherwise afford to go to school..."

Scott smiled as he spoke to Frank. However, the more Scott said, the more flustered Frank became.

Scott was just paving the way and had not yet revealed his real purpose of coming here.

"We've all seen what you've done, and approve of your behavior from the bottom of our hearts, but..."

Scott paused for a moment and then continued meaningfully, "Don't act like a villain. There are some thoughts that you need to avoid having."

Frank's heart skipped a beat and his face twitched. "Mr. Warren, can you make things clearer? If I did something wrong, I will definitely change..."

Scott thought for a long time and when he thought the silence had stretched long enough, he said slowly, "Were you thinking of attacking the Ford family?"

"..."

Frank was almost scared to death when he heard that. He did have such a thought, but he had not taken action yet. How the hell would these guys know about that?

Was this guy a mind reader or something?

"I've been wronged. Over the years, I've been solely focusing on making money and doing charity work. Why would I throw all that way for some petty revenge?"

Frank complained, "Besides, I don't know those people."

Scott just smiled lightly. "Frank, don't be nervous. I didn't say I would do anything to you."

Frank was at a loss and had no idea what Scott was trying to do.

"Let me finish first."

Scott chuckled and said, "What the Ford family did recently was a little out of line. They offended a big shot, so they need to be taught a lesson."

Hearing Scott's words, Frank was stunned for a moment. This guy agreed that the Ford family needed to be dealt with?

"You will be doing this under orders this time around."

Scott said solemnly, "From today on, for six consecutive days, you must teach the Ford family a proper lesson. But on the last day, you must visit the Fords in person and apologize to them. Do you understand?"

Frank was stunned. Teach them a lesson first and then apologize? What the hell was going on?

"Frank, this is an order from that person I mentioned. If you perform well, you’ll be rewarded." Scott reminded him.

Frank didn't think too much of it. He licked his cracked lips and smiled sinisterly. "I understand. Mr. Warren, please go back and tell that person that I will handle this matter well."

"I won't be able to meet him."

Scott sighed and said, "This order has been passed down from one level to another. Even I don't know what kind of infuriating deed the Ford family has done to annoy this high-ranking individual."

Frank was stunned by those words. Orders were sent down from one level to another. In the end, they were sent to him by Scott Warren so that he could execute the orders.

How powerful was this 'big shot'?

After seeing Scott off, Frank paced back and forth in his office for a long time. After thinking for a long time, his eyes finally flashed with a fierce light, and he called his secretary, "Inform those at home and activate them to come with me to the Fords..."

The same thing happened in the O'Brien family.

Inside Cleo Entertainment, Neil O'Brien bowed and scraped next to a middle-aged man.

This person was none other than the wealthiest person in Emerdale, Alan Russell.

Alan ordered Neil to do something in a commanding tone, and what he had said was the same as what Scott said to Frank!

From today onwards, the O'Brien family would do everything they could to suppress the Ford family's subsidiary company. However, on the last day, Neil would ask them for forgiveness.

A storm was brewing against the Fords.

The Fords themselves knew nothing about this matter. At this very moment, they were holding an emergency family meeting.

After driving away Leo, their residence was not filled with laughter. On the contrary, the atmosphere was suffocating.

Caroline and Rebecca glowered as they eyed the clock on the wall periodically.

Yesterday, the president's secretary, Rachel, had clearly stated that Atlas Beauty would reconsider its collaboration with the Ford family and would inform the Ford family of the results before 5 p.m.

It was 4:50 p.m., merely 10 minutes away from 5 p.m.

It would be ideal if Atlas Beauty didn’t cancel their deal. But if they did, the Ford family would be in grave danger.

The wait was agonizing. The last ten minutes felt like an eternity.

Everyone felt as if they were sitting on pins and needles.

Suddenly, the ear-piercing ringing of the phone could be heard. Because everyone was on edge, they jumped up when the by the phone ring.

"Hello? Is this Miss Ward?"

Caroline quickly snatched up the phone and asked anxiously.

"It's me." Rachel's condescending voice came from the phone.

Caroline forced a smile and asked, "About the project, has your company... thought about it?"

After that, she held her breath and waited for an answer.

Rachel responded coolly, "After careful consideration by the board of directors, Atlas Beauty has decided to continue working with you..."

The great burden on everyone's shoulders was finally lifted when they heard those words.

Everyone presents heaved a long sigh of relief as if they had just survived a disaster.

"But."

Suddenly, Rachel changed the topic and continued coldly, "Atlas Beauty has two requirements."

"Firstly, the representative of the Ford family can only be William Ford. If we discover that the representative has changed, we will immediately terminate our agreement!"

"Second, apart from William Ford, the other members of the Ford family, including Miss Caroline Ford and Miss Rebecca Ford have been officially blacklisted by us. They are not allowed to enter our premises for the rest of their lives. We will not work with them. I hope you understand."

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Rachel hung up the phone after she said delivered those icy final words.

All the members of the Ford family were left stunned. They turned as pale as if they'd witnessed their own lives flash before their lives.