Chapter 506 Storage Room or Treasure Trove?
Billy had barely finished when Milton's face twisted.
He spun around and whack—slapped Billy so hard it sent him stumbling.
Billy clutched his red cheek, stunned. "Dad! What the hell was that for?"
Before he could get another word out, Milton slapped him again! "Why? Because you just screwed the Martins over, you moron! If I don't break your legs today, I'm going easy on you!"
In his anger, Milton also kicked Billy hard in the stomach!
He was sweating profusely!
If it weren't for Billy provoking Ryder, how could tonight have turned into such a big mess?
All his careful planning? Down the drain. Instead of making a good impression, he'd managed to piss off the new chairman.!
It's all Billy's fault!
He couldn't forgive Billy!
At this moment, the still-dazed senior executives of Maple Group hurriedly stepped forward to break up the fight.
Some held Milton back, while others grabbed his arms:
"Milton! What are you doing? Hitting him in front of so many people!"
"Exactly, if the new chairman sees this, it won't look good. Don't be impulsive!"
"I think Billy is quite good! What mistake did he make to deserve this? Besides, Mr. Brown is still here, calm down!"
These senior executives spoke one after another, leaving Milton on the verge of tears.
He really didn't know how to explain!
Suddenly, he thought of something!
He broke free from the senior executives and ran towards the villa without looking back!
Seeing this, some of the senior executives, worried about Milton, quickly followed!
Milton ran straight to the door of the storage room on the first floor of the villa!
A couple of goons with batons stood guard, looking sharp.
When they saw Milton rushing over, the leader grinned, all buddy-buddy. "Sir! Right on time. Just like you said, those three losers are locked up tight—they didn't even squeak. They're scared out of their minds! Don't sweat it, we've got this covered. Once you're ready, just say the word, and we'll make 'em disappear. Clean job—no one'll ever know."
At the lead thug's smug words, Milton's eyelids twitched, and his face turned even darker!
It's like the more he dreads something, the more it happens!
He thought, You idiots are digging my grave!
"Move it! Get the hell out of my way!" Milton barked at the thug.
The lead thug was startled, scratching his head in confusion as he stepped aside.
He thought he had said the right thing, so what went wrong?
Was his attitude not firm enough?
Thinking this, the lead thug added, "Milton, if you're not assured, leave the killing to us. Even if it gets exposed, we won't implicate you!"
This almost made Milton even more terrified!
He felt like banging his head against the wall!
"Get out! All of you, get out!" Milton screamed like a madman.
This time, the thugs were really scared.
They didn't dare stay a second longer and ran out of the villa!
As for Milton, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead!
He dropped to his knees in front of the storage room door.
He started begging frantically, his voice shaking. "Chairman! I'm begging you! Please, forgive me! This is all a huge misunderstanding! I'm so sorry!"
The senior executives around him looked at each other in confusion!
What was going on?
Two of Milton's closest colleagues rushed over and crouched down to help him up:
"Milton, what's gotten into you? We sent you to welcome the new chairman, and you bolt over here?"
"Look, we get it—you've been under a ton of stress lately, but this is over the top. The new chairman's tough, but he's not some hitman or something!"
But Milton forcefully pushed them away!
He continued to beg at the storage room door, crying, and humbling himself to the extreme!
It was the first time these people, who had known Milton for so many years, saw him so terrified and out of control!
Their doubts deepened!
Just as everyone was puzzled, the storage room door opened!
Ryder slowly walked out of the storage room!
The execs froze, their jaws practically hitting the floor.
The guy standing there? A dead ringer for the new chairman in the company email blast from last week.
Ryder! The man himself!
He was indeed in Milton's villa!
For some reason, they met Ryder in such a manner, and in the atmosphere of Milton kneeling and begging!
The senior executives' legs felt weak, and they even had the urge to kneel down!
"Mr. Clark, hello!" One of the senior executives awkwardly greeted him!
Then the others quickly reacted, forcing themselves to greet him despite their fear:
"Mr. Clark, as expected, you are a young and promising person, with such a strong presence."
"Why didn't you inform us in advance that you were coming to New York City? We didn't have time to prepare a proper welcome!"
Ryder's gaze swept over the group!
Finally, it rested on Milton!
At this moment, Milton, who had just raised his head, met Ryder's eyes!
Milton's body stiffened!
He opened his mouth, trembling uncontrollably, wanting to say something, but his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't utter a word!
Ryder's lips curled into a thoughtful smile, "Milton, this isn't a storage room; it's a treasure trove! I just found an antique in there, and it's real! How much is it worth, Uncle Ryan?"
Ryan came out of the storage room holding an antique, smiling, "This baby's worth at least 2 mil on the market. Oh, and there's a bunch of other knickknacks in there—total's around 4 mil! The Maple Group execs? Ballers. Seriously, hats off to them!"
Ryder and Ryan's exchange sent Milton's heart into overdrive, his face draining of color.
Even if the execs around him were a bit slow on the uptake, the recent drama spelled it out loud and clear!
These folks, masters of self-preservation, made their call in a split second!
Milton was toast!
Time to cut ties—and fast!
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