The Billionaire's Hidden Affection

Chapter 991 - 988: The Final Battle 8

Like a venomous snake that has lain in wait for years, seemingly frail and harmless, only to leap up at the critical moment and unleash all its poison in a single bite...

"Old A, Wan Donglin—these two men, I will get rid of them no matter what."

He gritted his teeth, as if taking an oath.

But Madam did not answer: Old A is now under house arrest, which in fact means he is under tight protection. How could they possibly get rid of him?

It was impossible.

But Wan Donglin is still out there, isn’t he?

Madam quietly looked around, only to see the shadows all around them filled with security guards. She knew there was another powerful security team on standby at any moment. At the very least, this was still their main base; no one would dare make a move lightly.

"Are we really just going to sit here and wait to die?"

"No! Absolutely not! Even if it ends with the fish dead and the net torn, I won’t let them have it easy. I will never hand this deal over to them."

He stood up. "Make arrangements. Immediately get the two elders of the Huang Family under control. And listen, this must be done cleanly and neatly—don’t leave the slightest trace..."

Madam was a little surprised. "Has Huang Xiaojue really grown disloyal?"

"I’m only afraid he was never of one heart and mind with us."

"Should we tell Tingting?"

"Don’t let her know yet."

However, after dialing twice in a row, the line was busy. It wasn’t until the third call finally went through that she exploded the moment it connected: "Huang Xiaojue? What the hell are you playing at? Why aren’t you answering the phone? I have something important to talk to you about, don’t you know that? It’s like this every time—every time I need to find you, it’s as hard as reaching the heavens. What use are you? At critical moments, you’re nothing but a piece of trash..."

Huang Xiaojue said flatly, "What is it?"

Zhou Ting suddenly remembered something, and her tone immediately softened. "Sorry... I just got too anxious..."

After they got married, he had long since grown used to her fickle temper—now scolding him at the top of her voice, now speaking gently... He was already sick of it, yet still said calmly, "What is it?"

Zhou Ting could no longer hold it in. "You mean you haven’t watched the news? Huang Xiaojue, you don’t know anything?"

"You haven’t seen the company’s stock price plummeting either? What on earth are you doing?!"

"Come back right now."

"No, I still have an agenda tonight, I can’t get away. At the earliest, it’ll have to be tomorrow morning..."

"Huang Xiaojue, you must come back immediately."

"Zhou Ting, you know how important this meeting is..."

Zhou Ting shouted, "This is my father’s order, Huang Xiaojue. Do you dare disobey? Are you trying to rebel too? I’m telling you to come back immediately—did you hear me? Immediately!!"

The call was cut off at once.

Huang Xiaojue let out a wry smile as he listened to the busy tone on the other end.

His palms were damp with waves of cold sweat.

Back in the conference room, countless eyes were looking at him strangely.

His heart tightened, yet he remained very calm.

As the Prince Consort of the Zhou Family, he knew that the time had finally come for the final reckoning.

When the meeting ended, everyone filed out. Originally, he was the central figure of this meeting; as this city’s commercial prodigy and a general who had rendered great service, up until yesterday they had still been heaping praise on him, currying favor with him. But overnight, their attitude had turned ambiguous.

No one greeted him; they suddenly turned their faces away, deliberately keeping their distance.

Until Wan Donglin brushed past him.

The conference room was left with only the two of them.

Wan Donglin’s voice was very, very low. "If I were you, I’d choose to run far, far away right now."

Huang Xiaojue stared at him. Wan Donglin gave a faint smile and strode off.

The conference room was left with only Huang Xiaojue.

It was clearly already spring, yet behind him it felt icy cold, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

The storm had finally arrived.

(The story’s climax begins here... Stay tuned... Have a great weekend, everyone.)

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