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Chapter 541
The man who answered the door was taller than Isaac.
His skin was fair but rough, his hair was combed backward, and his eyes were a shocking blue, sharp and pronounced
like his other facial features.
Naturally, he was not the type people fall in love with at first sight, but one would never get bored ogling him.
Standing aside, he said, "I've been waiting.''
Isaac entered.
His clothes were thoroughly wrinkled after flying in and out of the country, his collar slightly open and stubbles visible on
his chin.
But it still did not affect his good looks-it added a sense of rugged maturity to him, in fact.
He flexed his neck, which had gotten stiff from sitting, as he settled down on the couch.
Sammy sat opposite him and asked, "Where is it?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIsaac threw the papers on the table.
Sammy was a Raideen.
The head of the family was almost eighty now, and was barely surviving after suffering a heart condition.
Naturally, the question of who his inheritance would go to was asked way earlier than scheduled, and every eligible
heir had since been competing and engaging in intrigue.
Sammy was one of them, and his partnership with Isaac was to claim that inheritance.
However, just as Sammy reached for the papers, Issac pressed his fingers over it with a dark look. "You know what I
want."
"I'm a man of my word. After all, you agreed to a partnership because you had your eyes on my background, don't
you think?"
Isaac did not deny it-the maternal side of Sammy’s family was powerful on its own, with his maternal grandfather
being a standing member in Minerva's cabinet who had a say in government policy.
Though Minerva was keen on bringing international attention to what Irene did, it was not difficult to get her out.
After all, even Sammy's grandfather needed money to keep his position and influence.
As it happens, the Raideens were dirty rich-the man was only too keen to have Sammy inherit the family estate.
That way, they could sustain each other's interests.
With money and political influence, they could go as far as they wanted- which was why Sammy's grandfather had
agreed to his partnership with Isaac.
’She's held somewhere in secret, and as you know, our country has rivaling factions just like any other. It just
happens that the people who have her are my grandfather's rivals-word has it that they're not getting what they
want out of her, so they're resorting to coercion. Don't worry, though-my grandfather has already rallied the people
to prepare an extraction."
Isaac naturally understood that Sammy's grandfather was only motivated by profit.
’You will rule with these papers. Feel free to check it," Isaac told Sammy, and leaned back in his chair.
Despite his calm demeanor, he was already panicking because of what Sammy said, but he restrained himself
nonetheless.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe did not need much imagination to know that coercion was putting it lightly.
They might have resorted to a more direct approach for all he knew.
Ì can help you to the throne, but I want to see her by tomorrow," Isaac growled, making his staunchness very clear.
Sammy kept his eyes on the papers, however-he would be taking on a partnership with Auric Wes once he signed it, and
Auric would be delivering 2.5 million gallons of oil each year.
Their resources have been dwindling constantly, and a successful partnership was undoubtedly a timely intervention,
and proof of his ability to be heir.
'I'll need to make a call," Sammy said.
Isaac raised his hand invitingly, so Sammy put down the papers, left the room, and made the call on his cellphone.
He soon returned.
’It's a yes."
Irene was losing focus, unaccustomed to the sudden flash of light after being kept in the dark for so long.
As she raised her hand to block the light, she heard a voice say, "Admit that you were told to do this, and we can release
you right now."
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