A Trap
The assistant was still in disbelief.
Had it been his first day in the company, he would’ve assumed that Arielle was naïve enough to believe
Jacob’s words and agree to let him sign the contract.
However, having witnessed the incidents with Oliver and the bionic arm, he knew Arielle was no ordinary
woman.
“Something about this seems suspicious, Mr. Campbell. I suggest you investigate further before taking
any action. This could be a trap!” the assistant reminded him.
“That might be the case if the company coming to sign the contract tomorrow is some small fry that
we’ve never heard of, but this is Sann Group that we’re talking about! A company like that wouldn’t try to
set me up for the sake of a b*tch like Arielle, so this can’t possibly be a trap!” Jacob denied it
immediately.
“But…”
“All right, that’s enough. I’m going to use the restroom, so you can head back inside now!” Jacob cut him
off and began unbuckling his belt.
With no other choice, the assistant could only walk away and pray that he had overestimated Arielle
about this whole thing being a trap.
Being the one who did all of Jacob’s dirty work, he would be the first to go down if Arielle were to get rid
of Jacob. That was the main reason why he worried so much about Jacob falling into Arielle’s trap.
Jacob had gotten out of bed early the next day so he could dress well before showing up at Moore
Group.
As the building’s construction had only been completed recently, the faint smell of paint could still be
detected.
Although Jacob usually found that scent to be irritating, it seemed to energize him more on that particular
morning.
“Mr. Campbell! I’ve just received word that there are representatives from tons of companies out there
asking to have lunch with you. On top of that, some of our branch offices have suddenly received huge
amounts of orders,” his assistant whispered at him with a conflicted expression.
Of course, Jacob had expected for this to happen.
Moore Group is going to rise up in the industry now that Sann Group has agreed to partner up with us.
It’s only natural the other companies in Jadeborough would want a slice of that pie as well.
With that in mind, Jacob said, “Reject them all for now. Tell them I’m very busy these few days and that
I’ll contact them once I’m free. We mustn’t accept their invitations too soon, or it’ll lower our value.”
“Understood!” the assistant replied and went off to carry out his instructions.
Jacob then began rushing through his work for the day as the representatives from Sann Group would
arrive at ten.
“Get ready. I’m going to livestream the process of me signing the contract with Sann Group,” he
instructed his assistant after he was done with his work.
“Livestream?”
Having been scolded badly by Jacob after the livestream of the bionic arm yesterday, he was a little
phobic toward that word.
Although Jacob didn’t care about the negative comments, he was the one who had to take care of them.
There were so many of them that he stayed up all night after the drinking session yesterday just to get rid
of them all.
“H-How about we not livestream it this time? Things could get really bad if this turns out to be a trap set
by Madam Chairman. The whole world would be able to see it!” the assistant advised him nervously.
“You know what? I realize you’ve become a lot more cowardly these days! Always objecting to the
decisions I make… Do you know how disrespectful you’re being?” Jacob shouted angrily.
The assistant was so intimidated by his domineering tone that he could only lower his head and
apologize. “I’m sorry, Mr. Campbell… I didn’t mean it that way…”
“I don’t care what you meant! Just do as I tell you! Now, get ready for the livestream!”
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