Chapter 795 The Reason for Unwilling Cooperation


    Kingsley nced at Freddie and said, "It might be wise for you to return to Cleapolis first. Rest


    assured, Aunt Chermaine is no longer the impulsive young woman she was in her twenties. The


    thought of your demise might not even cross her mind."


    "Mr. Nicholson..." Freddie''s eyes welled with desperation as he implored, "Can''t you save me?"


    Kingsley waved his hand impatiently and coldly said, "You don''t actually believe I''m more merciful


    than Aunt Chermaine, do you?" His words carried an underlying tone of bloodthirstiness.


    Suddenly, a chilling shiver ran up Freddie''s spine, instilling fear in his eyes as he cautiously


    retreated and refrained from further pleading. His earlier desperation stemmed from the notion that


    Kingsley, a young man, might spare him if he begged earnestly.


    However, now he understood why Chermaine referred to Kingsley as an esteemed guest of the


    Tanners. Through a few exchanges, he perceived that Kingsley''s aura was profoundly terrifying—


    more chilling than even Henrich Tanner''s. He couldn''t help but ponder whether this was due to the


    extensive experience in bloodshed and high-ranking positions that endowed Kingsley with such an


    overwhelming presence.


    With determination, Freddie struggled to his feet, his limbs trembling as he mustered the courage to


    rise. He dared not utter another word and stumbled toward the entrance. In the meantime, his


    subordinates mirrored his fear-stricken flight, resembling a pack of startled hounds.


    Meanwhile, Tommy had just finished drafting the transfer contract. Nervously, he handed theptop


    to Kingsley, asking, "M-Mr. Nicholson, please take a look. Is… Is this okay…"


    Kingsley nced at theptop screen casually and replied, "Take this directly to Neveah."


    "Yes, Mr. Nicholson." Tommy retrieved theptop and aided Jeremy, who sat on the floor in a feeble


    state. Then, he said, "We''ll head to the Neveah Department Store to meet President Wynn


    shortly..."


    In the meantime, Jeremy''s soul appeared to have fled his body as he shuffled like a zombie, with


    Tommy leading the way.


    On the other hand, Kingsley was not worried that these two men would engage in shady dealings


    behind his back. He knew that as long as Jeremy intended to continue residing in the Northern


    District of Qustia, this man wouldn''t dare to defy him.


    As for how Reene would navigate Forward Vision Group''s leadership after assuming control, his


    concerns were nonexistent. With Mason overseeing operations and someone who had once been


    co-president for twenty-fourpanies, managing Forward Vision Group would be a mere walk in


    the park for him.


    With the departure of Jeremy and Tommy, only Kingsley and the Sheffields remained in the


    spacious living room.


    At this moment, Old Mrs. Sheffield, who had maintained her silence until now, finally spoke up.


    "Initially, when I heard from Cameron that you had the Federacy''s joint Gold Card, I knew you must


    be from a powerful lineage. However, I never fathomed your background somanding that even


    the Tanners would ord you such respect."


    However, Kingsley offered a faint smile, opting not to delve into exnations. "Old Mrs. Sheffield, I


    have already showcased my capabilities as you requested. Can we now discuss the prospect of


    coboration?"


    Without an immediate affirmation, she took a moment to rify her standpoint. "Do you know why


    I''ve stubbornly refused to expand our business and cooperate with others?"


    However, he pondered momentarily and replied, "Your concerns revolve around the fear of business


    failure, which could jeopardize the Sheffield Family''s assets and reputation. Also... You don''t want to


    disappoint yourte husband?"


    "You are half-right." She nodded and continued, "When my husband passed away, he repeatedly


    urged me to safeguard the legacy of the Sheffield Family." While saying this, her expression turned


    wistful. "Do you know how… How did he die?"


    Kingsley shook his head and said, "Please tell me the details."


    "During that time, Qustia grappled with the aftermath of a war, with many tasks requiring attention.


    The economy was practically reset, necessitating a fresh start." Old Mrs. Sheffield reminisced, her


    expressionced with nostalgia. "At that time, my husband brimmed with ambition, aspiring to


    elevate Sheffield Jewelry into the number one jewelry brand within the Empire of Qustia. He was


    capable and willing to endure hardships, and coupled with the rich heritage of Sheffield Jewelry, he


    soon monopolized the entire Cleapolis jewelry industry. Unfortunately, it didn''t go as nned..."Content ? provided by N?velDrama.Org.