Chapter 386


    Marilyn tugged at the hem of Harold''s shirt when she heard what her father said, but Harold refused to


    let them off the hook so easily.


    Marilyn tugged at the hem of Harold''s shirt when she heard what her father said, but Harold refused to


    let them off the hook so easily.


    “Family? You had Marilyn, Evelyn, and their mother dine with the subordinates at the banquet the day


    before yesterday. Did you think of them as family when you invited the subordinates but not them?”


    Harold retorted while ring coldly at Zyaire.


    Zyaire''s face turned red with embarrassment and awkwardness when he heard that.


    “I...”


    He had wanted to defend himself, but the words were stuck in his throat.


    Everything Harold mentioned was true, so there was nothing Zyaire could say in retaliation.


    Marilyn''s other rtives in the Schmidt family, too, had guilty looks on their faces.


    Harold then turned around and asked Quintus, “Hey, Quintus! Are you done calcting the cost of the


    paintings yet?”


    That was when Quintus finally realized Harold was avenging Marilyn, Evelyn, and Jeslyn.


    “Yes, Mr. Campbell. Lazaro''s The Last Meal was worth three hundred million when I acquired it three


    years ago, but someone has been offering me one billion for it over the past two years, so let''s set the


    price at one billion. As for the other two paintings, they cost one hundred and one hundred and thirty


    million and a little over fifty million, respectively. Their prices should have doubled up by now, so I''ll


    consider three hundred million for those two. That gives us a grand total of one billion three hundred


    and sixty million!”


    Quintus deliberately marked up the prices in order to help Harold out.


    “Gambling King, since you''re Marilyn''s father, I''ll go easy on you and give you a discount. You only


    need to pay one billion and three hundred million,” Harold said nonchntly.


    Zyaire nearly exploded with anger when he heard that.


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    Those three paintings are only worth five hundred million at most, but this b*stard raised the price up to


    one billion and three hundred million! Ourpany has suffered huge losses throughout the past few


    days after our stocks crashed, and now, we need to fork out over a billion... Our stocks are bound to


    drop even more if word gets out about this!


    Everyone at the scene was shocked by Harold''s demands and the prices of the paintings, but they


    didn''t dare say a word because it was Quintus'' collection.


    “What''s the matter, Gambling King? Are you short on cash or something? Why did you reject my offer


    to donate ten billion to the Schmidt family yesterday?” Harold asked with a sarcastic smile when he


    saw that Zyaire was livid with rage.


    Eventually, Zyaire let out a helpless sigh and gave in to his demand. “I... Fine! Give me your bank


    ount number, Mr. Campbell. I''ll head back to the office and have the finance staff transfer the


    money!”


    After all, haggling was not exactly his forte.


    “Give him the bank ount number, Quintus!”


    I came here with the intention of currying favor with the mysterious Mr. Campbell in hopes of restoring


    shareholder confidence and improving our stock prices. However, we ended up offending Harold and


    Quintus at the same time and suffered even more losses instead. Had I known that Mr. Campbell had


    been in my house for the past two days and was dating my daughter, I would have...


    The look on Zyaire''s face turned incredibly gloomy as he prepared to leave with his family after


    obtaining the bank ount number.


    “Hold it right there! Did I say you could leave?” Harold called out to Zyaire right as he was leaving with


    the rest of the Schmidt family.