Choked for words, James grimaced.


    Raised from childhood to be the sessor of the Iverson Group, James had never, in his years of


    power, been put in his ce.


    James seethed with rage for Christopher.


    "Since you have an idea in mind, when are you going to make it happen, Chris?" Lance was anxious.


    "I can call in a few favors, but in what capability should Ie forward?" Christopher sighed with


    concern. "It''s no issue that I don''t share anypany shares, but I don''t even work there.


    "How should I introduce myself when I meet the government officials of Sentania? Should I call myself


    one of the heirs of the Iverson Group?”


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    "That''s an easy fix."


    Lancended his palm on Christopher''s shoulder. "I''ll make a formal notice of your appointment as


    executive director. You will be included in all management meetings. If you can get the project in


    Sentania back on track, I will transfer Astrid''s shares and another 5% to you."


    James was taken aback.


    However, Christopher got Lance where he wanted to. Since only Christopher could get the business


    out of trouble, Lance would please him in any way.


    Christopher beamed. "Thank you."


    Lance''s secretary burst into the ward and shouted, "Oh, no, Chairman Iverson. The police took Mr.


    Charles away."


    "What?" Lance and James were shocked.


    Only Christopher, standing behind them, curled his lips.


    Charles was having a party with fresh faces in the modeling scene when he was arrested. Fueled by


    drugs and alcohol, Charles was high and even attacked the police, calling himself the king. He was


    charged with assaulting a police officer too. He was as deranged as his sister.


    During the arrest, Charles was caught in his briefs.


    The police officers were so kind as to let him walk out of the Iversons'' residence in his underwear.


    "Who are you to arrest me? I didn''t do anything wrong! I''m aw-abiding citizen!" Charles shouted.


    Under the influence of drugs, Charles became audacious enough to speak his mind. He could not


    control his expression, though. Drool dripped down his chin, and his eyes twitched.


    The police officer smirked in rage and said sternly, "You are arrested under suspicion of rape and


    assault on a police officer, Charles."


    "Rape? You fucking got the wrong guy. I have never done that. You are arresting the wrong guy. I am


    innocent." Though he was without full control of his expression, it was the rude awakening he needed.


    "Hmph! Innocent? We have evidence of your crime. You destroyed the lives of dozens of women."


    Furious, the police officer was tempted to knock some senses into him. "You''re looking at twenty years


    at the least. You can convince the court and the jury if you believe you''re innocent."


    The mention of jail time broke Charles, and he shuddered.


    In the heat of the moment, he pushed the police officer away.


    Then came the shocking scene.


    Covered in sweat, Charles gritted his teeth and pulled down his briefs.


    "I-I couldn''t possibly vite any of these women. I am impotent!"


    Blinding shes of light engulfed Charles.


    His shivering member was exposed to the press.


    Charles'' jaw dropped as he froze. His mind was too hazy to notice the surrounding press.


    Thud.


    He passed out.