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Sayon, a certain Western restaurant.

The luxury private room where White Mitchell and his group were located, was only separated by a corridor from the ordinary private room where Will Jones and his group were located.

It had a standoffish effect, like gazing at each other across a river.

As soon as she entered the room, Sherry Jones’ eyes were fixed on White Mitchell, she couldn’t help but ask, “Brother, what is going on?

How did you know someone had reserved this luxury private room for me? No wonder you insisted on us eating here, you arranged all of this, didn’t you?

Quickly say it, honestly, what is going on!”

In response to Sherry Jones’ slightly annoyed tone, White Mitchell simply smiled and explained, “A friend that you know happened to be a member here.

Originally, I wanted to ask him to reserve a place, to give you a surprise, to celebrate with you a bit.

To my surprise, we bumped into Snowden Jones and the others, even more so, your friend reserved such a large room for me.”

White Mitchell covered up the truth, deliberately keeping Sherry Jones in the dark.

After hearing this, Sherry Jones still had some doubts, but she did not press on for more details. Instead, she cautioned, “Brother, if that friend of mine has such influence.

Don’t waste such a favor for me, the troubles at the Imperial Group are already big enough.

I don’t want to become a burden to you.”

Having said that, Sherry Jones became noticeably gloomy.

Originally, she intended to help White overturn his situation, but instead, she felt like she had become his burden.

Therefore, consumed by guilt and self-blame, Sherry Jones quietly lowered her head, choosing to remain silent.

On the other hand, shortly after White Mitchell and his group entered, Will Jones and his daughter appeared in the room opposite them.

They had even purposely left their room door open, flaunting their intentions to embarrass White Mitchell and his group.

Sherry Jones saw this and was about to get up to close the door, but was stopped by White Mitchell.

White Mitchell calmly said, “Knowing both yourself and your enemy guarantees victory in every battle. It’s better to first see who they are planning to work with, this way, you can better respond, right?”

The reason he did this was to facilitate things later. Since Will Jones and his group wanted to embarrass Sherry Jones, he was going to observe and see whose face would hurt more in the end!

Sherry Jones didn’t disagree, she quietly nodded her head, thinking White Mitchell’s reasoning made sense.

Then, Sherry Jones asked again, “Brother, please wait. Once I stabilize the Jones Group, I will tell grandma to invite you back to help with the Jones Group.

After all, you’ve managed such a large company before. With you there, I’m sure the Jones Group will thrive and reach even greater heights.

What do you think? You can’t go back on your word, you have to come back to help me!”

Sherry Jones knew clearly, while White Mitchell had lost the Imperial Group, he was formidable when he used to dominate the market.

Now he is just lacking one opportunity, an opportunity for a comeback, but currently, Sayon no longer has space for him.

Only when she secures her position as the General Manager of the Jones Group can she help him and assist with his comeback!

Faced with Sherry Jones’ insistence, White Mitchell merely smiled silently, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

He could feel Sherry Jones’ desire to help him make a comeback, but who he is now is not who he was five years ago.

Now, he only wanted to be by Sherry Jones’ side, accompanying her in life’s ups and downs, and sharing the incessant changes of the ebb and flow of life.

As for his past losses, they were not worth mentioning to him. His current actions were just to prove one thing: what belonged to him, was his and not Alan Austin’s or anyone else’s!

They had stolen the Imperial Group from him all those years ago; he would make sure all the suffering he had endured over the years was repaid in full!

Just as White Mitchell’s thoughts drifted to Alan Austin and the others, a commotion from the box opposite interrupted his train of thought.

Four or five corpulent middle-aged men appeared in Will Jones’s box.

Upon seeing them, Will Jones and his daughter enthusiastically greeted them, as if eager to ingratiate themselves with the visitors.

It was clear that Will Jones and his daughter placed great importance on these guests.

“Aren’t these the suppliers and dealers from our competitors in the Jones Group?” Sherry Jones’s face darkened instantly upon recognizing the men.

All day, besides dealing with the company’s troubles and comforting the employees, she also studied more about the Jones Group.

Among her research was information about their competitors, including details about the middle-aged men who now sat across from her.

In business, competition is normal. According to the information, Snowden Jones had always wanted to poach these suppliers and dealers.

But she always claimed that she couldn’t get in touch with them. Unexpectedly, they had connected with them right after the father and daughter set up their new company.

It was hard not to suspect the veracity of the information that Snowden Jones had previously reported to the company.

Or perhaps, she wanted to monopolize these resources to blackmail the Jones Group.

If she hadn’t returned to take over the company suddenly, no one would have known that Snowden had already made contact with these people, and it looked like they were quite familiar with each other.

At this thought, Sherry Jones’s face grew even grimmer.

Just then, after a toast in the box across, the people there sauntered over to them with their wine glasses, wearing inscrutable smiles.

As they approached, looking as though they were reveling in their victory, Sherry Jones’s expression stiffened even further; her eyebrows cinched together in a look of sheer disgust.

Then she heard Will Jones’s voice: “What a great box, Manager Jones. You really know how to enjoy. Just the two of you in such a luxurious box, what a waste.”

Snowden Jones also joined in the mockery: “Dad, it’s not fair for you to complain. They’ve just come into office, shouldn’t they splurge and enjoy while they can?

After all, the money isn’t coming from her pocket. Even if they ate ten, eight times, it won’t break the Jones Group.

Besides, there aren’t many good days left for the Jones Group. Shouldn’t they enjoy now instead of waiting for bankruptcy? Ha-ha…”

As soon as she finished, the plump middle-aged men burst into laughter, their laughter filled with scorn and mockery.

Turning red, Sherry Jones retorted, “This meal is on me and has nothing to do with the company!”

“Ha-ha you think we’d believe that?”

Upon hearing this, Snowden Jones laughed coldly, disbelief in her voice, clearly questioning the authenticity of Sherry Jones’s claim.

After hearing this, the corpulent middle-aged men chimed in, “Mr. Jones, Little Jones, we owe you one for warning us.

Otherwise, we’d still be stupidly considering a partnership with the Jones Group. Who would’ve guessed they’d have such a greenhorn as their manager.

In my opinion, you two starting your own business is a great idea. People like her aren’t fit to be managers!”

Another middle-aged man added, “What a spendthrift new manager! Honestly, with her in charge, Jones Group going bankrupt seems inevitable.

With this type of person as manager, the company is doomed. I also heard that Ibsen and a bunch of suppliers decided to cut ties with Jones Group. Most likely, Ibsen also realized what kind of person she is and pulled everyone out.

Can you believe it? Amidst this crisis, she, the manager, is out here wasting time! If their company doesn’t go under, it’s a wonder!”

Faced with their mockery, Sherry Jones’s face became even darker. She clenched her teeth, a clear picture of suppressed anger, feeling utterly frustrated.

Then a resounding voice came from outside the box, “Who said we cut ties!?”