Chapter 792 I’m The Owner Of Your Company


    “If the Miles family insists on her attending this wedding, I will promptly escort the bride and our family


    away.” He turned to Damien, “Damien, is the private jet that brought us here still avable?”


    “Of course. Cherise’s family is my family.” Damien offered Lambert a kind smile while hugging Cherise.


    “Feel free to use it. You can even have it if you want.”


    Lambert smiled lightly before turning to re at the Miles family’s servant. “What are you waiting for?”


    Upon seeing his stern demeanor, the servant hastily scurried off.


    Beckham initially intended to mediate, but Lambert’s actions left him looking grim. He restrained his


    anger and turned to Prisci. “Pris, we’re family. Isn’t this excessive?”


    “I don’t consider you family,” Prisci responded with a frosty smile. “Instead of iming to be part of


    the same family, you should teach your daughter manners and respect.”


    “Why don’t you look at what your daughter is wearing? How is it different from lingerie?” Prisci turned


    and sat down. “No, that’s not right. I’ve overestimated her. She doesn’t appear to be wearing any


    underwear at all.”


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    Is it my fault that she’s using my daughter’s wedding as a tform to unt her body and entice men?


    She ims she’s not in the wrong and has a strong personal style. She also called usmoners. Is


    that also our fault?”


    “I don’t believe my son is being unreasonable. If all the Miles family’s friends are like this, I refuse to let


    my daughter marry a Miles.”


    “Look,dy. Do you think I wanted toe?” Gwenn spat out these words viciously and turned to


    leave. “If my friend wasn’t hosting this wedding, I wouldn’t have bothered to attend!”


    “Are you leaving already, Ms. Tanner?” Behind her, Damien spoke indifferently. “I assumed you would


    attend the wedding and gather some material to write a news article for SumTimes.” He sighed lightly.


    “Journalists these days are so emotional. They can even forsake their work for personal feelings.”


    Gwenn’s hands clenched into fists at her sides. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and red at


    Damien. “Even if I don’t write an article, the editor-in-chief can’t do anything. Who do you think you


    are?”


    “Me?” Damien released Cherise and nonchntly pulled out an acquisition contract from his pocket.


    “I’m the owner of yourpany.”


    Gwenn’s body stiffened. At the next moment, she snatched the document from Damien’s hand. Her


    heart dropped, and she instinctively stepped back, swaying uncontrobly. What she held in her hands


    was a copy of the contract of Damien’s acquisition of SumTimes.


    Unbeknownst to anyone, Damien had be herpany’s owner three days ago. In other words,


    this detestable man before her was now her boss!


    “As the owner of SumTimes, I require someone to cover the Miles family’s splendid wedding.” As


    Gwenn gazed at him incredulously, Damien offered a faint smile. “Therefore, I had your supervisor


    assign you here. If you leave now, you’re neglecting your duties and disregarding a task assigned by


    thepany.”


    After her initial shock, Gwenn lifted her head and red at Damien loathingly. “If you’re now the owner


    of SumTimes, there’s no point in me working there anymore.”