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Chapter - 1456

Chapter - 1456

“Go draw up a transfer contract,” Ares ordered in a low tone.

“Huh?” Emily wondered if she had misheard him. “Godfather, did you just say ‘transfer contract’? To whom?”

“A contract stating the transfer of ownership of Emperor Group to Zeke Williams.”

WHAT!

Her mind went blank as she exclaimed, “Godfather, we’ve wasted a lot of time and effort to build up this company! Yet now you’re handing it over with both hands? And to our enemies too!”

A displeased expression crossed Ares’ face. “That’s an order! Now get to it!”

“I-T…”

There was no way to describe how upset Emily was currently feeling.

Equally astounded and upset at the sudden turn of events were the employees that had turned their backs on Linton Group to come work for her.

If the two companies were to really merge, they would be in an incredibly awkward and dangerous situation.

For a moment, they came close to breaking down or raging at the surreal events.

Lacey and the rest were also dumbfounded by what was happening.

Just what had Zeke said to Ares for the latter to suddenly have a change of heart and willingly hand over his company?

Lacey’s eyes lit up as she turned to face Zeke. “Zeke, did you convince him with virtue?”

Smiling, he nodded. “Clever girl.”

In response, she pursed her lips and muttered, “As if I would believe that.”

Emily had no choice but to draw up the transfer contract on Ares’s orders.

Her whole body was trembling as she passed the contract to Lacey.

If it were not for a large number of people present, she would have burst into tears.

Once again, she was left with nothing.

In the end, she had still lost to Lacey.

Checking through the contract, Dawn chuckled. “Everything is in order. Emily Clemons, who’s having the last laugh now?”

Emily bowed her head and did not speak. Hot tears left two trails down her cheeks.

Ares stated, “Alright. I’ve already transferred Emperor Group to you. It’s your turn to fulfil your end of the deal.”

Zeke nodded and fished his phone out of his pocket before dialing a number.

“Hello? Honorable First King of Eurasia, Ares is asking for a Spirit Stone. I hope you’ll be willing to hand out one.”

The voice that came through the other end of the phone was as cold as winter, “No!”

The dial tone sounded right after the other man hung up.

Zeke shot Ares a helpless shrug. “Sorry. The King doesn’t want to give it to you. There’s nothing | can do.”

What the f***…

Ares’ came close to exploding with rage.

You call that begging for a Spirit Stone? You never had any intention of requesting one, did you? You damn ba*****d! How dare you make a fool out of me!

Furious, Ares slammed a fist down on the nearby table.

The table splintered into pieces, causing sawdust to fly everywhere.

“Zeke Williams, you fooled me!” He roared.

Zeke shook his head and answered flippantly, “Hey, that’s not fair! It’s not like I’m the one refusing you. You can’t pin the blame on me!”

“Bullsh*t! We had a deal! I would hand over Emperor Group, and you would plead for a Spirit Stone for me!”

“I never said anything like that. What I said was| would ask the King for you; I never guaranteed that I would be able to get you one. I even recorded our earlier conversation.”

He quickly played the recording, proving that he had indeed only agreed to ask the King.

Ares let out a laugh; his expression grim and vicious.

“Williams, you dare play word games with me? Aren’t you afraid I’ll beat the crap out of you now?”

That was what Zeke had been waiting for!

At last, he had angered the other man enough that he was going to fight!

“Bring it!”