The Poor Billionaire

Chapter 99

"What? Are the members of the Board Of Elders a bunch of idiots?" Horace blurted out. With a frown,

he continued, "They are all from the Warren family, aren't they? Why did they let their hatred for my

father becloud their sense of reasoning? They are supposed to set aside their differences and join

hands together to fight a common enemy!"

"Mr. Warren, the elders suffer from an inferiority complex because of your father. They are afraid that

he would get too powerful." Raul looked at him in surprise and then explained with a sigh.

Horace deduced that there was an underlying meaning to Raul's sigh. Hence, he further queried, "What

do you mean, Uncle Raul? What kind of person is my father?"

"Well, I think it's not in my place to fully explain his personality to you. Mr. Warren, when you meet him,

you will find out everything about him yourself," Raul replied politely.

He then continued, "The misbehavior of the son of the Nathan Logistics Company's CEO has come at

the right time. You can kill two birds with one stone. By taking control of that company, you will punish

this unruly idiot and carry out your father's secret plan for him! It's a win-win for you and your father

either way."

The conversation between Raul and Horace confused Susie and Gladys more. They were farther away

from understanding how powerful Horace was. They were talking about getting the Nathan Logistics

Company as if it was like grabbing a gallon of milk from the supermarket.

They wanted to point out to Horace that the company he was talking about was a strong one that had

passed through many unfavorable economic phases, but it was still standing. It was a big company

with a market value of tens of billions of dollars and ranked second in the city.

However, they bit their tongues and only thought about it in their minds.

Everyone present began to think that Raul was bragging excessively. They all knew that the company

he was talking about was a big one. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

The employees of the Sea Pavilion didn't know of the Warren family and the power they wielded. They

were also oblivious of Raul's real position in this city. The only person that knew more about him and

his family was Riley because she had more contact with him.

Horace suddenly chuckled and asked, "Oh, does that mean I've started helping my father?"

"Sort of, Mr. Warren! You need to know that he filled me in on the secret moves he had made while

transferring all the assets he had here to you. He said that there's no need to hide any detail from you.

So, Mr. Warren, you are also doing yourself a favor!" Raul nodded.

He then looked at Zayn and asked, "Since he disrespected you and your girlfriend today, you should

teach him a good lesson. What do you intend to do with him, Mr. Warren?"

"My father gave me so many properties. I have become so wealthy that I don't think I can finish my

money even if I squander it!" he uttered with an ambiguous sigh. Frowning deeply, he stared at Zayn

and replied, "This guy is just a contemptible scoundrel. His money is the reason why he behaves so

badly. To nip his attitude in the bud, make sure he loses all he has!"

"Okay, Mr. Warren. The secret plan your father set up would be carried out immediately." Bowing

quickly, Raul added, "I need to take my leave now. I believe that the plan would begin to take effect in

three days. You should just wait for the favorable results."

"Okay, you can go." Horace nodded.

Before Raul could leave, Zayn roared, "Mr. Warren, are you kidding me? Aren't you my father's friend?

Don't you know me? Why aren't you helping me? You are even planning with this guy to snatch my

family's company away. What has gotten into you?"

"Huh!" Raul halted in his tracks and chuckled. "Bold of you to assume that I am your father's friend. Or

did he tell you that? Your father has only had a few meals with me. We are not friends. If he's being

honest, he would tell you that he doesn't treat me as a friend either! And who do you think you are?

Why should I help you? For your information, now that you have offended Mr. Warren, none of the top

guns in this city would help you! Did you just say I am planning to snatch away your family's company?

That's the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard. The business industry is a battlefield. All is fair in

love and war. If you snooze, you lose. Just admit defeat! Ask you father if he wants to snatch away the

Sea Pavilion. And if he still has the balls to fight, tell him to try taking it!"

"This... This is preposterous!" Zayn stammered.

Shaking off some of his fears, he shouted, "You backstabber, you'd better watch your back. I promise

you that you would regret it!"

Zayn was so angry that he could no longer feel the pain in his mouth. However, he still couldn't stand

up.

He turned to his friends and ordered, "Which of you can get up now? Go to the presidential dining room

and ask the big shot there for help. I'm dead sure one of my father's friends is in there. Go there and

ask for help. I'm going to kill these bastards and teach Raul an unforgettable lesson today!"

Susie and Gladys raised their eyebrows in surprise when they heard Zayn's roar. There was no top gun

there because they had been the ones in there just now. It occurred to them that Zayn was putting his

hope on non-existent people.

With a mocking expression, Horace folded his arms across his chest and said to Zayn and his cohorts,

"Come on, one of you should get up. You are free to go and ask for help. I'll wait for you here!"

All the waitresses who served in the presidential dining room snickered when they heard Horace's

statement. 'This wealthy young man seems so calm, but he turns into a handsome warrior when

fighting his enemy. I like him so much. How I wish I could get married to him and live happily ever after!'

They all fantasized about life with Horace.

All of a sudden, Averi started to get up from the floor with great difficulty. He supported himself with the

wall and said to Zayn, "Don't worry, Zayn. I'll go there and call someone now!"

"Good job, Averi. You can do this. I'm counting on you!" Zayn praised him.

Holding the wall with both hands, Averi took small steps towards the presidential dining room. Donn

had beaten him to a stupor. Although he had managed to stand up, all his bones were aching badly.

Nothing but pain was suffusing inside him.

Although Donn hadn't joined the Dragon Soul, as a former trainee and the current director of the

Warren Infirmary's medical research institute, he had great knowledge about the human body structure.

He knew what part was the most fragile and how a kick would cause the receiver immense pain.

The distance between the scene of the incident and the presidential dining room was only fifty meters.

However, Averi spent twenty minutes moving there due to his slow pace.

When the door of the presidential dining room was within his reach, a proud smile appeared on his

face. "Finally!" he muttered with bated breath.

"Hurry up, open the door for me. I want to go in and find my friend!" he impatiently ordered the waitress

at the door.