"Of course. I''ll give it to you now."


    As if he had predicted that Charles would negotiate with him, Christopher put the prepared parchment envelope before him. "Inside, you''ll find all the evidence I collected. These might be insufficient to use James of hiring for murder, but they should help you turn the tables. However, you can''t take these in with you right now. You can apply to see yourwyer and entrust him to handle this matter fully." Charles confirmed the contents inside the envelope and hesitated, weighing his options. In the end, he made up his mind.


    He signed his name on the share transfer agreement and pressed his fingerprint.


    Christopher suppressed his wild urge to smile madly. Behind his gentle and graceful gold-rimmed sses, his gaze was as fierce as that of a bloodthirsty beast about to swallow its prey whole. "Charles, it''s a pleasure working with you. When you are released, I''ll fetch you personally and give you a grand wee befitting the second son of the Iverson family."


    Just as they prepared to leave, Charles suddenly called out to him. He gritted his teeth and said, "The shares you hold now are enough for you topete with James. You must not let him off easily. You must make him end up miserably!"


    "I will." Christopher''s eyes narrowed viciously.


    Christopher thought, ''Not only James. Each and every one of you will meet a gruesome death.''


    After leaving the jail, Taylor pped his hands excitedly.


    "Congrattions, Mr. Christopher! The Iverson Group''s shares in your hands have increased! We''re one step closer to dethroning James!"


    Christopher vigorously rubbed his hands with hand sanitizer, but the delight was evident on his face. "This is why I''ve kept him alive all this time."


    Taylor suddenly realized something.This text is property of N?/velD/rama.Org.


    "Charles thought his lifesaver was Lance, but he was wrong."


    Christopher used another clean handkerchief to wipe his hand carefully, then threw it on the ground with disdain. "His lifesaver is the shares he holds in the Iverson Group. Now, as a human, he no longer has any value in the world. Get rid of him as soon as possible."


    Taylor''s eyes darkened, and he nodded.


    Thinking about how Charles still depended on him to avenge himself, hoping those few papers could save him from jail, Christopher could not help but want tough. S


    Now, anyone that Charles might get in touch with has been bought off by Christopher.


    Who could Charles still rely on?


    He should just go to hell and beg for mercy there.


    On the way back to Pivotage, Christopher received a call from Maxwell.


    "Mr. Christopher, have you prepared the money, cash, and ne I asked for?"


    Christopher was in a good mood because of the shares, and even his tone was surprisingly pleasant when speaking with Maxwell. "Yes. I can give you the money right away. You can leave tomorrow, but be extra careful. The Salvadors, Thompsons, and Hoffmans are after you. Their spies are everywhere in Savrow. You might not make it out with the slightest misstep."


    "I''lle to meet you! We''ll talk when we meet!"


    "No. You can do anything now except meet me."


    Christopher was sly. How could he agree to expose himself? Meeting Maxwell was like inviting trouble.


    "Then how are you giving me the money? You need to send someone to trade with me!" Maxwell spoke indignantly.


    "I''ll ask my men to put the money in a secluded ce and send you the addresster. You can pick it up whenever you''re ready."