The First Heir by Master Yu Who Smokes

Chapter 830

Chapter 830

Sirius Worley was full of anger at the moment. He never imagined that Wynn would snub him and actually dared to slap him in

public so brashly like that! He was livid! “You dare to hit me? B*tch! You’re asking for it!”

Sirius exploded on the spot, staring at Wynn with cold eyes like he was going to swallow her whole. Several bodyguards behind

Wynn also stepped forward and stood in front of her, staring at Sirius. “Mr. Worley, I appreciate your kindness, but I have to say

that someone like you is really scum in the medical world. Please excuse me!” Wynn said coldly, no longer looking at Sirius.

“Very well, just you wait. You’ll be begging me on your knees very soon!” Sirius glanced at the security guards brought by Wynn,

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waved his hands angrily, and left. He would definitely seek vengeance for this slap!

After Sirius left, he walked to the door, quickly dialed a number, and gritted his teeth while saying,

“Hurry up and arrange for more people to come over.

I want to shake up the entire place today!” Then, he glared at Wynn in the hall fiercely, a menacing chill

in the corner of his eyes. B*tch! He would make her beg on her knees tonight! In the hall, there were a

large number of people and all kinds of comments. “Hey, that’s Beacon’s director. She’s really beautiful.

She must’ve relied on her body to get the position.” “What a pity. An angel on the outside but a devil on

the inside.” “I heard that her husband is a good-for-nothing. In the end, he was cucked, and even the

daughter isn’t his. It’s so pitiful.” A group of people gathered together, chattering. When Mindy heard

these words, she stomped her feet and said,

“Hateful! Disgusting! How can they say this about you? They’re all rumors!” Wynn merely shook her

head and did not take it to heart. If she did, she would have fallen into the trap. At this time, two black

Audi cars stopped at the door of the medical association branch. Instantly, a group of media swarmed

them. “Mr. Worley, Mr. Worley.” Hendricks Worley got down from the car with a smiling face and looked

very friendly. In a black suit and shiny leather shoes, he seemed to enjoy such attention. He greeted

the media before leading them into the hall. Once in the hall, everyone there stood up and cast their

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gazes at him. This was the president of the medical association branch, Hendricks Worley. He was in

charge of the fate of the entire Riverdale’s pharmaceutical industry. Entrepreneurs greeted Hendricks

with smiling faces, only saying compliments and flattering words. Wynn was no different. She walked

toward Hendricks with a smile and said, “Mr. Worley, I wonder if I can take up some of your time?”

Hendricks said matter-of-factly, “Of course.” The two walked to one side.

Wynn said straightforwardly, “Mr. Worley, is there really no room for maneuver regarding the issue of Beacon’s qualifications?”

“Have you contacted President Smyth?” Hendricks, that old fox, asked her instead.

Wynn shook her head and said, “Mr. Worley, I really hope you can give us a few days’ grace. I’ll definitely find a way to contact

President Smyth, or I’ll go to Golden City in person.” Hendricks pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said, “I’m very

sorry, Madam Johnston. President Smyth has already given his explicit orders. No matter what happens today, Beacon’s

qualifications must be canceled.” With that, Hendricks glanced at his watch and said, “Look, there’s 13 minutes to go. Madam

Johnston, I wish you luck. You still have 13 minutes to contact President Smyth.”