Domineering Mr. CEO and His Impudent Love-Chapter 2261 - 2273: Specialist in Dealing with Scumbags

"Ha, the hospital just called, that old fellow from the Jenkins family is dead."

Inside the Wellington family’s office, Marie Wellington leisurely puffed on a cigar, his rough, large hand grazing the young, delicate skin of Sophie Jenkins, a hint of brutality flashing across his well-maintained face.

Hmph, old man... fought against him.

Marie Wellington now is wealthy and powerful, the old man is simply overestimating himself, on what grounds does he fight against him.

Upon hearing that her own grandfather was dead, Sophie Jenkins showed no signs of sorrow or grief on her face; instead, she leaned her soft, delicate body into Marie Wellington’s embrace, flattering him: "It’s better that he’s dead, now no one will bother you anymore. Speaking of which, we still have to thank him; if it weren’t for his antics, we wouldn’t have garnered so much sympathy, allowing the outside world to easily accept my relationship with you."

Now, the people outside all pity Sophie Jenkins.

Because they had crafted Elder Jenkins into a greedy man, who for money, not only fell out with his always dutiful former son-in-law but tore face.

Also, for not getting the price he wanted, he wronged his own granddaughter with fabricated evidence as a despicable elder.

Thus, Sophie Jenkins became the pitiful victim.

Caught between filial duty and love, powerless to choose, finally, severing ties with kin for justice.

Marie Wellington: "It’s that old fool’s own incompetence, let’s not mention the Jenkins family is already declining, even if the Jenkins family were still standing, he is unqualified to fight against me, Marie Wellington."

He’s not the past Marie Wellington anymore, he holds all the power now, everything of the Wellington family is in his hands, he has nothing to fear.

Upon hearing Marie Wellington’s words, Sophie Jenkins suddenly remembered something: "By the way, what’s the situation with Mr. Wellington? Although the whole Wellington family is now under your control, and the shareholders are on our side, as long as the old man doesn’t die, you can’t fully inherit the Wellington family’s assets. Should we..."

Sophie Jenkins was a bit eager.

She wanted to make a move against Mr. Wellington.

Marie Wellington, hearing her words, almost let the devil inside him answer ’yes.’

But he was still apprehensive of Mr. Wellington, waved his hand: "No rush, I asked the doctor, the old man has been in a coma since his surgery. His chances of waking again are almost one in a thousand. Whether he goes or not, it no longer affects us. Anyway, the old man was angered sick by that unfilial son, Dylan Wellington; all the shareholders consider him a cripple, he no longer has the qualification to compete with me."

With Sophie’s young, alluring body in his arms, Marie Wellington felt a surge of interest as he spoke.

Regardless it was the company, he pressed Sophie onto the sofa, ready for some action.

Unexpectedly, just as he pushed her down, urgent knocking sounded from outside the door.

Jonathan Jenkins and Jonas Jenkins rushed in, unable to wait for the secretary to knock, they directly pushed open the office door and barged in.

"Marie, it’s serious... those unwanted junk shares of the Jenkins family have suddenly been frantically swept up by overseas funds, they’ve skyrocketed from a few cents to... to..."

Jonathan Jenkins didn’t expect upon entering to see his daughter disheveled, pressed under Marie Wellington.

He and his son Jonas Jenkins both froze, quickly averting their eyes.

Marie Wellington also felt embarrassed, lightly coughed twice, pulled up his pants zipper, then moved behind the office desk to sit down, using the desk to hide his awkwardness.

On the contrary, Sophie Jenkins was indifferent... she tugged on her slipping shoulder strap, even displeasedly said: "Father, someone acquiring the Jenkins family’s shares, what does it matter to us. You are, after all, the general manager of the Wellington family; how can you be so hasty over a trivial matter, lacking composure."

"No, Sophie..." Jonathan Jenkins felt aggrieved, it’s not usually his uncomposed nature, but this matter is too shocking.

He used an exceedingly exaggerated tone: "It’s really because... because those overseas funds all come from the same company. It’s a, a company called..."

Speaking to this point, Jonathan Jenkins glanced at Marie Wellington, a bit afraid to continue.

Marie Wellington rebuked: "Speak up or get out."

His anger hadn’t dissipated, feeling stifled, this Jonathan Jenkins pulls this kind of stunt.

"..." Jonathan Jenkins braced himself, gritted his teeth: "Called the Inexpensive Clean Energy Recycling Company... I checked, the company’s legal representative is... is Mandy Jenkins."

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