NABC Chapter 1069: Hidden Meanings
Chapter 1069: Hidden Meanings
Benjamin Walton laughed after hearing that and shook his head, "James, this really has nothing to do with me. Mainly, my father-in-law feels that the Wilson Corporation no longer needs me to manage it, so even if I want to continue working with you, I can’t.""You’re telling me this after I’ve just started my company?" The cold, vicious gleam flashed in James Reed’s eyes, and the smirk on his lips resembled a poisoned dagger.
"James, I had no choice." Benjamin helplessly spread his hands, "What can I do? I’m just a temporary manager at the Wilson Corporation; if Old Mrs. Wilson tells me to leave, I have to leave."
James sneered, furrowing his brows, "Fine, fine! Then I wish you future success, Mr. Walton."
"Thank you. I also wish your company flourishes and prospers," Benjamin congratulated with a smile.
His well-wishes only resulted in James Reed’s darkened expression.
James Reed established his company solely to cooperate with Benjamin Walton.
In trade, now that he lacks support from Benjamin’s company—or rather, the Wilson Corporation—James’s company is merely a shell, with eighty-ninety percent of the business relying on the Wilson Corporation.
Relying on the remaining ten to twenty percent, the company doesn’t profit and even struggles to sustain normal operations.
Fuming with rage, James Reed stormed off, shadowed in gloom.
Benjamin Walton truly lived up to being a businessman, utterly self-serving!
Ever since Frederick Cole broke ties with Hayley Cole, it wasn’t long before Benjamin turned his back.
Returning to his own office, gazing at the newly renovated workspace, James Reed, who had originally been eager to make his mark, now felt a hollow emptiness inside.
The once bright and clean room seemed desolate. Even the dust dancing in the sunlight seemed to fill him with irritation, as if every breath he took was filled with suffocating dust.
No, he absolutely would not allow himself to be defeated this way.
With a sudden determination, James got up. Without the Wilson Corporation, there were still other companies. Imperial City had so many companies; he refused to believe he couldn’t find business!
While James Reed busied himself finding new business, Benjamin Walton, after sending off James, began tidying up his belongings, placing them neatly in a corner of the office.
"Benjamin, have you packed your things?" Old Mrs. Wilson entered Benjamin’s office, nodding with satisfaction at the packed items; Benjamin was indeed astute.
"Dad, I’ve packed my things, but I can’t move them today. There’s an issue at my family’s company that needs handling. I’ll move everything next week." Benjamin said with a smile, seemingly unfazed by the implication of being kicked out.
This attitude pleased Old Mrs. Wilson, who nodded and smiled. "No rush, deal with your company matters first."
"I understand, Dad. I’ll leave Wilson Corporation to you for a while, let you manage the tough parts for a few more days. I’ll sort things out soon." Benjamin replied, smiling.
"Alright, don’t worry," Old Mrs. Wilson chuckled, failing to notice any underlying meaning in Benjamin’s words, simply urging him, "If your company needs you, go handle that first."