A Crazy One-night Stand

Hearing Wilson's words, Walter braced himself and accepted the offer. "Alright, twenty percent!" Twenty percent was an outrageous demand and Walter knew he could never earn that much based on the profits last year. However, he was really in need of money now, so was his Walter Group, which needed a large amount of money to get out of debt and turn the tables around. Otherwise, his company would surely die.

He could make up for the twenty percent increase from somewhere else, but it would mean working to pay up the interest on Wilson's investment for the whole year. Thinking of this, Walter couldn't help but curse Wilson in his heart. If one day he managed to become wealthy, he would trample Wilson under his feet. He won't relent until Wilson knelt in front of him and begged himself for his life.

He heard Wilson answer, "I'll consider investing one billion dollars. I'll give you an answer in five days."

Walter asked anxiously, "Mr. Wilson, I am desperately in need of this one billion dollars, so could you please not make me wait that long?", If it were up to him, he would urge Wilson to wire the money to Walter Group's account immediately. However, whenever he thought about Wilson's short temper and the precarious situation of Walter Group, Walter had to suppress his anger and butter up to Wilson. Wilson smiled and replied, "Five days, no fewer. I'll be very busy these days because Mr. Harry is a very meticulous person. Since this is his first collaboration with my Group, he wants to inspect the raw materials personally."

When Walter heard Wilson mention Mr. Harry's name, he felt as if his heart had been gouged out by a knife. He had wanted to win the bid for the exclusive supply agreement. Unfortunately, his scheme against Wilson had failed. Up until now, he still could not understand how Wilson could have left the hotel even after he was drugged.

"Mr. Harry is here, I'll have to hang up," Wilson said.

"Alright, Mr. Wilson, please get back to me about our agreement of the one billion dollars in five days!" Walter reminded him on the phone.

Wilson hung up, his sharp eyes flashing with cold light as he thought, "Walter, you've been in this industry for so long, how could you be so naive? Verbal promises mean nothing. Circumstances are subject to change at any time, regardless of five days or five minutes! One billion dollars of investment? Heh, in his dreams!"

The reason Wilson promised the investment to Walter was to buy time so that he could destroy Walter Group in one fell swoop. Wilson had never been merciful to people who tried to plot against him.

Wilson put away his phone and saw Harry leading Monica towards him. He walked up to them and shook Harry's hand. "Mr. Harry!"

"Wilson!" Monica greeted him in a sweet voice. At the banquet, she fell in love with him at first sight. Calling him 'Mr. Wilson' would be too formal.

"Hello, Miss Monica!" Wilson nodded politely at Monica. He wasn't really good at dealing with women.

"Monica has been living overseas for a long time before returning home. She is very curious about many things in Jameson City. After knowing that I am going to inspect the raw materials, she wanted to accompany me as well. However, her personality is very direct and outspoken due to her upbringing abroad. If she offends you, please forgive me, Mr. Wilson," Harry said apologetically.

"You're welcome. It's rare for a lady like Miss Monica to be so innocent. Mr. Harry, can I give you a ride to the factory?" Wilson said politely.

"Okay!" Harry nodded with a smile.

Simon stopped the car in front of them. Harry said to Wilson, "I'll take the front seat. You young people can sit in the back. Monica, Mr. Wilson is a promising young man. If you really want to take over my company in the future, ask Mr. Wilson for advice."

"Yes, I will, Dad!" Monica's voice was clear and melodious, like the chirping of birds.

After getting into the car, she tried to make conversation with Wilson. "Wilson, before I went abroad eight years ago, Wilson Group was only one of the top ten companies in Jameson City. After eight years, your Group had climbed to the top of the list in Jameson City. How did you manage to grow your Group to such heights?"

As she spoke, she looked at Wilson with admiration. She knew that men were generally flattered when worshipped and admired by women.

Wilson raised his eyebrows slightly. "Do you really want to know?"

"Yes!" Monica looked at Wilson, her wide eyes twinkling with curiosity.

Wilson looked deep into Monica's eyes. He was reminded of Alina's eyes. Her eyes were equally large and sparkling, similar to Monica's. The only difference was that Alina's eyes could tell a story. "Wilson?" Monica asked again.

Wilson replied calmly, "Business is business. Personal feelings should be kept separate from work!"