King s Awakening

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Mr. Longman, shouldn’t we collect some interest?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Sherry Jones pursed her lips, remaining silent, her beautiful face filled with a difficult expression.

At this moment, White Mitchell slowly spoke, “I think, in the matter of debt acknowledgment, only a reputable person’s input would be effective, don’t you agree, Mr. Longman?”

Whoosh!

The moment his words fell, Old Madam Jones’ figure trembled unexpectedly, and she swiftly glared at White Mitchell with an extremely resentful look.

This boy, is he trying to direct this calamity towards me?

Thinking of this, Old Madam Jones hastily spoke to Longman, “Mr. Longman, do not listen to the nonsense spewed by this brat. Sherry is now the general manager of the Jones Group and wields great influence.

I haven’t involved myself with the company’s affairs in a long time. So in terms of status, I can’t compare with these young people.”

“Exactly, Mr. Longman. This boy is speaking rubbish, don’t take him seriously. Sherry, of our Jones family, holds real power and influence, we normally heed her advice,” Amanda added.

At this point, both Will Jones and Snowden Jones were hastily nodding their heads in agreement.

However, Longman was no longer listening to their words. He had been frightened by White Mitchell’s “Mr. Longman” to the point that his hairs stood on end.

Considering his own status and what status White Mitchell had, to have the gall to address him as Mr. Longman? Was he courting death?

In an instant, Longman felt overwhelmed with a sense of honor and quickly replied, “Yes, yes, yes. I think his words make more sense. Well then, old woman, you’ll have to write me an IOU!”

Whoosh!

Longman’s words, like a bolt from the blue, left Old Madam Jones burnt to a crisp, her entire body couldn’t help but tremble.

“Mr. Longman, you…..” Amanda wanted to say something, but was immediately silenced by a mere glance from Longman.

Longman glanced at her scornfully and said menacingly, “What? Are you questioning my words?!”

Amanda was immediately frightened out of her wits, a fishbone stuck in her throat, she didn’t dare to say another word.

At this point, everyone in the Jones family revealed a grief-stricken expression as they saw Longman’s demeanor.

“Hurry up, stop dawdling. It’s your turn, old woman.” Longman urged impatiently.

Old Madam Jones had a bitter face, feeling as if she had dug herself into a hole, she had no way to counteract Longman.

Left with no other choice, Old Madam Jones had to let someone bring paper and pen, and with a gloomy face, began to write the IOU for Longman.

But at this moment, White Mitchell’s voice rang out again, teasingly saying, “Mr. Longman, the money has been with the Jones for such a long period of time, shouldn’t they pay some interest as well?”

Whoosh!

Hearing these words, the Jones family could hardly resist the urge to strangle White Mitchell on the spot.

“Shut up, you brat! You have no right to speak here!” Will Jones furiously yelled.

Amanda also cursed angrily at White Mitchell, “You little son of a bitch, what are you up to? Are you trying to ruin our Jones family?”

Just as both Will Jones and his wife pointed their fingers at White Mitchell, Longman’s face darkened and he roared, “Get lost! What do you two think you…”

He was cut off midway, as a sudden chill ran down his spine because he felt an extraordinarily powerful aura.

Soon after, Longman stole a glance at White Mitchell and directly met his icy cold gaze. He was startled and quickly changed his tone, “You dared to be presumptuous in front of me?!

What?! Now that you owe me so much money, you find it hard to pay a little interest?

Are you reluctant?! Huh?!”

Upon hearing these words, the Jones’s family all felt a shiver run down their spine. Their hearts were filled with resentment, but they dared not voice their dissatisfaction, feeling extremely stifled.

They had no choice, after all, the person standing in front of them was Longman.

Whatever he said, went!

Having no other option, Old Madam Jones swallowed her pain and penned a promissory note for eleven million.

She didn’t dare to write more for fear that she wouldn’t be able to pay it back, or less for fear that Longman wouldn’t be satisfied. It was clear that, as she was writing the note, she was extremely conflicted and wanted to strangle White Mitchell.

After Longman took the promissory note, he read loudly, “Eleven million?”

After reading it, he took a sneaky glance at White Mitchell, seeking his opinion when no one was noticing.

It was only after Longman saw White Mitchell nodding that he put away the

IOU, saying contentedly, “At least you still know what’s good for you.”

Then, with the I.O.U. in his hand and under the instruction of White Mitchell, Longman swaggered out of the Jones house.

Seeing Longman leave, the people in the Jones Family all heaved a sigh of relief, but soon, their eyes turned back to White Mitchell.

“White Mitchell!”

Old Madam Jones’s face darkened as she said in anger that they had lost an extra million because of what White Mitchell had said!

If it were not for the potential arrival of the Woods Family and the Thomas Family, Old Madam Jones really wanted to make White Mitchell disappear right now.

A furious Old Madam Jones could only console herself to endure, believing that once the Woods family and the Thomas family arrived, White Mitchell would be in trouble.

Finally, as time passed, more people arrived at the Woods’ villa.

Ironically, the Jones family, who were extremely afraid of unwanted guests, now couldn’t wait for them to come and trouble White Mitchell, to see him flounder.

Amanda was so impatient that she went out personally to welcome them.

The first to arrive were Blake Thomas and his son, Chris.

At this point, Blake Thomas was convinced that White Mitchell had deceived David Herb, so he behaved brazenly.

His nose pointed skyward, he was all contemptuous when he saw White Mitchell.

“Sherry, you’re now the general manager of the Thomas Group. Since Mr. Thomas has arrived, aren’t you going to say something?” teased Snowden Jones in a sarcastic manner.

Blake Thomas glanced at Sherry Jones contemptuously, but before Sherry could speak, White Mitchell preempted: “Mr. Thomas, are you here to take GH Company back?”

With a superior look, Blake Thomas nodded and said, “Of course, what do you think I’m here for, a chat?”

Chris, who was on the side, arrogantly said, “Quit stalling and sign this new transfer agreement, or you’ll regret it!”

Saying that, Chris pulled out a transfer agreement.

Even though the previous agreement was taken back by Blake Thomas, the transfer procedure has been completed and GH Company is still in Sherry Jones’ name.

Therefore, they need to supplement a new agreement to transfer GH Company back into Blake Thomas’s hand.

Upon hearing this, Sherry Jones had a bitter taste in her mouth. This was her father’s company and she was reluctant to give it back to the Thomas family.

However, the only way to protect White Mitchell now was to do so. She had no other choice.

Just as Sherry Jones hesitated, a voice rang out: “Sherry Jones! What are you waiting for? Sign quickly! How are you serving as a general manager?!”

Seeing this, Amanda chimed in, “What, are you planning to hold on to Mr.

Thomas’s company and not give it back? How thick-skinned are you?”

Old Madam Jones also urged, “Sherry! Hurry up and sign! Don’t waste Mr.. Thomas’s time!”