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A Beauty With Multiple Masks Chapter 927
Vinson nodded. “That‘s right. So you see, I won‘t need to purchase any building materials here. The project
manager in Epea has insisted that we use their materials since the theme of our park is of their cartoon characters.
They‘ll pay for all the shipping fees, and the material cost will be the same as what we get in Horington. What
they‘re asking for in return is ten percent of the profits once we get the theme park up and running. In any case,
you only have to concentrate on building the theme park according to their design.”
Luke bubbled over with excitement as the realization hit
him.
“That means it wouldn‘t matter even if Trevor buys over all the materials available in Chanaea because you‘ve
never intended to use any here!”
Vinson, who was still as composed as ever, gave a slight nod. “Exactly.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUnbeknownst to Luke, Vinson never wanted to go along with Epea‘s proposal of using their materials, nor did he
want to give them a cut of the profits.
He was more than happy to have his theme park entirely made in Chanaea, but knowing that Trevor and the
Greenes would do anything to thwart his plan, Vinson had no choice but to work with Epea.
Luke nodded fervently, his joy even more palpable than before.
“Oh, good! Everything‘s working out brilliantly! I no
longer have to worry about the stunts that Trevor might pull! Ha, I‘ll break the news to him now! He bought over all
the manufacturers, but when he finds out we‘d never give in to him, I‘m sure he‘d flip his lid!”
Vinson said, “Don‘t tell him for the time being. He‘ll find out sooner or later anyway, but the later he knows about it,
the worse it is for him.”
“Yes, yes. I‘m sure this mass acquisition has sucked him dry. Alas, he‘d still need money to run the company, so at
the end of the day, his losses are going to spiral out of control!” Luke said gleefully, almost bursting into laughter.
Over the years, Trevor had become bolder with the Greenes‘ support and tried sabotaging Luke‘s career at every
turn. If it weren‘t for Luke‘s abilities and good reputation, his business would‘ve crashed and burned a while ago.
As such, Luke could barely contain his ecstasy at the prospect of Trevor going bankrupt.
More importantly, he couldn‘t wait to see the look of utter devastation on Trevor‘s face.
Vinson cleared his throat. “So? Do you still have any other worries?”
“No, not at all!” Luke replied, shaking his head. “I‘ll take my leave now and let you get back to your—”
Before Luke could finish his sentence, he was
interrupted by the branch office manager knocking on the door.
“Mr. Nightshire, we‘ve just received a call from Epea.
They’d be doing a site visit in Zaprington tomorrow and would also like to sign the contract with you.”
“Tomorrow?”
“Yes. As for your flight ticket, would you like me to—”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Fine, return it,” Vinson answered with a tired sigh. “Book a ticket for tomorrow instead.”
Tomorrow‘s Monday, and Arielle‘s results are coming out. No matter what, I‘m going back to throw her a
celebratory dinner.
With that, the manager gave a polite bow and left the room.
“All right, I shan’t disturb you anymore,” Luke said as he followed suit.
With the both of them finally gone, Vinson took out his phone and dialed Arielle‘s number.
For some reason, he had been feeling very uneasy the entire day. He hadn‘t checked in with Arielle since he
thought he‘d be able to fly back to her that day. Now that his plan had changed, he’d have to call her instead.
After just a couple of rings, the call went through.
“Sannie, where are you now?”
Arielle, who was preparing to get discharged from the hospital, froze for a moment. She was about to reply to
Vinson when a nurse beside her spoke up. “Ms. Moore, are you done with the IV drip?”!
Nodding stiffly, Arielle quickly held her phone and walked to an empty corner.
“Hello?”
Vinson‘s tone was a lot more solemn now. “What‘s wrong with you?”