Supreme Mars novel Chapter 134

A day later, two news swept the whole Emerdale like windstorms, and sparked vigorous debate among people here ranging from magnates from all walks of life to ordinary citizens.

The first thing was that a multitude of Vesper Corporation's employees resigned from the company, including the company's president Peter, who was trapped in the maelstrom of heated controversy of 316 Event. Also, the whole company was purchased by someone who remained mysterious.

The second thing was that Julton Pharmaceutical announced its bankruptcy, and that it's president Thomas, who committed attempted murder and nearly throttled a female passerby to death, was certified as insane.

These two things, as dramatic as rocks thrown into water, aroused controversy impossible to settle. The indigenous television stations and newspaper offices were all making headlines on the matter, and some of them had even excavated many of the company's scandals hidden for many years, which proved the innocence of the Ford family.

Besides, the Lawson family was also implicated in the affairs, since, after all, Peter was one of the participants of 316 Event, threatening those poisoned patients and their relatives to move out of the city.

In the face of that, Kate, the president of the Lawson Group made no positive response, and only let her assistant Chris to tell those journalists that what Peter had done did not represent the standpoint of the Lawson family, and he himself had gone abroad for a trip recently.

As a result, those media had no better option but to concede and accept the saying.

In fact, somehow, the saying seemed to mean more than it seemed to be — it could be considered as an allusion to that Peter was going to be expelled from the family. Besides, no one would ever truly believe that Peter had gone abroad for a trip.

The Third Mental Hospital was the only psychiatric hospital in Emerdale, and, at the same time, the hospital with the highest mortality.

Even though the place seemed nothing special, there were numerous unstable madmen inside. Therefore, the whole place was highly secured, and even a single fly could hardly make its way in.

Inside the quiet ward, there was a slim man watching television with concentration — the news anchor was reporting the bankruptcy of Julton Pharmaceutical and the insanity of Thomas.

With the corner of his mouth lifted, the man seemed in a good mood.

"It's lunchtime, No.87." Said the guards outdoor in a nonchalant tone.

"OK." Said the man, turning off the television and walking out of the ward naturally. Dressed in a white suit with a nice-looking face, he was somehow different from his counterparts here and looked as if a rich man from somewhere else.

His manner was quiet and very controlled, and he would never skimp on his smile and gratitude in the face of those employees who offered him food.

He looked spiritually radiant, and found himself a peaceful corner to sit down, eating food gently with knife and fork in his hands.

Those psychopaths around glanced at him with rather fearful eyes and gave way to him.

At this moment, the gate of the hospital was opened, which meant that a new patient had arrived.

Looking towards the gateway, everybody would like to catch a glimpse of the face of their new peer.

The man looked up as well, and was dumbfounded for a second when he saw the face of the new one. Then, he grinned exaggeratedly.

Thomas, the newly arrived patient, turned into a panic when he saw the man.

Putting down the knife and fork, the man came up to the front of Thomas with a delightful smile, "Now, you're here to be my accompany, father."

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What occurred to Vesper Corporation and Julton Pharmaceutical's president had also been heard by the Fords.

"Have you heard of it, mom? The president of Vesper Corporation has transferred his right!" Caroline looked at the television with incredible eyes, and sighed.

Rebecca, with an astonished look on her face, said, "Wow, such a news. I have never expected such a thing to happen when we headed back to the Ford family."

For these two days, during that Vesper Corporation was under the impact of public voice, Rebecca, Caroline and Patricia had not been working in the company. Instead, they had spent the days at the Ford family.

"I'm wondering who is the new president of the company, since it will cost a whole lot of money to purchase it." Sighed Rebecca. With a pause, she casted a glimpse at William and muttered, "Others men are working hard out there to purchase Vesper Corporation, while you are staying at home and doing nothing! It is sarcastic that although you are the one who established Vesper Corporation, you can do nothing but just stand and watch it fall into others' hands!"

In a tone of sarcasm, she had obviously forgotten that she was the one who suggested him to sale the company to Peter.

At this moment, Leo stepped into the Ford family, and said to William, "Come on, dad. I'm taking you to a place."

"Where?" William asked in amaze.

"You will know when we get there." Leo dragged William's hand and said.

With an enigmatical smile, Rebecca laughed, "I wouldn't go if I were you."

Instead of getting mad. Leo remained silent and took William out of the house.

"Now, we shall leave things about Vesper Corporation behind and focus on something more important." Patricia said, as if she was reminded of something.

Hearing that, Rebecca and Caroline were caught in silence.

The reason why they headed back to the Ford family was to confer about two things. 

The first thing was about the constructional plan of Emerdale's river bank. The leading force of the plan was the Stewart family, one of the four prestigious families, which was responsible for the restructuring of the upstream area of the Emerdale River. For the constructional projects of the downstream area, the man in charge still remained unknown.

Since the Ford family was subordinated to the Stewart family and there was possibility for them to profit from the plan, it was necessary for the Ford family to spare some time to pay a visit to the Stewart family.

The second thing was the eighty years old birthday party of Mr. Nicholson. All members of the the Ford family had sent their best wishes to him. The two families had previously fixed Caroline up with Raymond, but Raymond was already dead.

Currently, the Nicholson still didn't know anything about the death of Raymond, but the truth could never be concealed forever.

"To deal with the Nicholson, we shall let that good-for-nothing play the role of scapegoat." Rebecca said with a sullen look on her face, and then continued, "The flourishing cooperation between the Ford family and the Nicholson shall never be messed up by Leo!"

"Indeed. " Samuel nodded in agreement, and continued, "But it would be a challenge for us to tell the Nicholson about that."

Mr. Nicholson would definitely burst into rage if he knew the death of his most beloved grandson, and, regardless of the cost, he would take any measure to revenge.

"We shall show our sincerity to the Nicholson if the thing can no longer be covered up." Patricia said, "If Mr. Nicholson is about to kill him, there is no way for us to ever hesitate!"

"Aye!"

"I agree."

Soon, they reached consensus with each other.

Casting a glimpse at the clock, Caroline and Rebecca stood up suddenly and said, "We are heading back to the company. Vesper Corporation has now been purchased by someone we don't know, and the personnel structure will change accordingly as a result. We shall check who the new boss exactly is."

Saying so, they then drove to the International Commerce Center, where Leo and William were currently.

Looking at people passing by inside the building, William asked with bewilderment, "Why did you bring me here, Leon?"

With a mysterious smile on his face, Leo answered, "Just come and see."

Saying so, he then pushed the elevator button.

As the elevator ascended, instead of the top floor, the two were stopped at the intermediate floor.

At the moment when the door opened, what in front of them was a line of words vigorous in calligraphy.

Vesper Corporation.