CHAPTER 914 DELIBERATELY COURTING DEATH

With that, Nathan left the wake with a heavy heart. In the afternoon, he paid a visit to the research center in the suburbs of Johnstone City.

It had been funded by the Cross family since the beginning. Currently, the 'Q-Than' special meds project that Nathan's father had poured his heart and soul into was also under its care.

The person in charge of the project and the research facility was Grace Hampton. Meanwhile, in one of the facility's meeting rooms...

Grace glared at a man in a white suit and gold-rimmed glasses coldly. "Tom Barton, | think I've made myself very clear. The 'Q- Than' special meds project belongs to the Cross family, which had been its sole investor since its conception. Please direct your negotiations to our boss, Nathan Cross."

Behind Tom, a dozen suit-clad and fierce-looking bodyguards stood by and glared ferociously back at her.

One of them jabbed his finger at Grace's face, the scar on his cheek giving him a monster-like appearance. "B****I You'd better be grateful that the Third Young Master bothered to come down and negotiate with you!”

Tom simply grinned. "Have you forgotten what I've told you? Be a gentleman to the ladies, especially the pretty ones like her." "Yes, Young Master,” the bodyguard with the scar said politely.

Tom then turned to face Grace again with a smile. "Ms. Hampton, we'll offer you a billion if you agree to work with us. Should you join the Barton Group, I'll make sure that Nathan Cross stays out of this."

"You're talking to the wrong person, Tom Barton," Grace huffed. "The Cross family is the one and only investor of the facility, and only they can hand us off to another owner."

Tom chuckled. "No one has ever been able to deny my requests, and you won't be an exception, Ms. Hampton," he said with much confidence.

Grace raised one of her eyebrows and asked, "What if | do?" The tips of Tom's lips curved upwards into a sly grin. He turned around and did a quick headcount of his twelve bodyguards.

"If you reject my request, my twelve bodyguards here will have their way with you, and I'll be recording the whole thing for your family and friends to watch."

Grace's face turned pale the moment she heard that.

Then Tom sucked in a mouthful of smoke from his cigarette and blew it towards Grace's face. "I'll also be pouring acid on your face to turn you into an ugly witch!" he added, cackling. "You... you monster!" Grace exclaimed, trembling slightly.

Tom's nasty smile did not diminish a single bit. "Thanks for the compliment!"

He proceeded to throw a contract onto the table. "If you don't want to be abused by twelve men or lose your beautiful appearance, then sign the damn contract!"

Grace could only stare at the contract in despair.

Suddenly, someone kicked the door open with such force that it slammed against the wall loudly.

Atall, starry-eyed man walked in with an army of subordinates. The man was none other than Nathan Cross.

Everyone in the room stared at them in utter shock.

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