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My Invincible Husband Has Returned by Voice From Heaven

Chapter 117
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Chapter 117

During the dinner, Wasyl took the chance and asked, "Grandpa Reg, have the Stones gotten the collaboration deal between Celena and the Max Group?"

Reginald was extremely excited at the mention of the collaboration with the Max Group. He smiled and said, "Of course! Celena has nothing to do with it at all. How can she collaborate with the Max Group? At the end of the day, she'll still have to rely on us."

"That's great. I have an idea, Grandpa Reg. Both the Abbotts and the Stones have gotten some collaboration deals with the Max Group. Why don't both our families join hands, becpartners, and grow together? Wouldn't it be better for us to grow in a win-win situation?" Wasyl suggested with a broad smile.

Reginald was very excited after he heard about it. He had the sidea. He just could not find the right tto bring it up to Wasyl.

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After Wasyl suggested on his own, Reginald immediately said, "Great minds think alike. If the Abbott Group and the Stone Group join hands, then we'll definitely have a place in Drunham City in the future no matter what.

Cheryl got anxious as she listened to their discussion, so she took the chance to nudge Wasyl's calf under the table gently.

Wasyl immediately understood what she meant. He smiled and said, "Grandpa Reg, you know that Celena has no clue about anything ever since she had been out of the Stone family for seven years. It's not suitable for her to handle the collaboration between the Stone family and the Max Group. Why don't you let Cheryl take charge of it herself instead? I will be the person in charge of the Abbott Group. It'll be easier forto discuss with Cheryl if something comes up."

Reginald frowned and gave it a thought. After that, he smiled and said, "Of course! What does Celena know? I was going to let Cheryl be fully in charge of the collaboration this time."

"Fantastic. I'll toast to you to celebrate the collaboration between our families." Wasyl was all smiles as he clinked glasses with Reginald.

Cheryl was also beaming as she sat next to them. She kept screaming in her head, 'Celena! So what if you got the collaboration with the Max Group? You're just doinga favor in the end.'

At that moment, the Stone family's butler rushed in in a panic while stumbling. He even tripped as he entered the door and fell hard, which made a bunch of people laugh.

Reginald looked at the butler and said, "Why are you barging in? This is unacceptable! What's the matter that made you forget your manners?"

The butler frantically got up from the floor. With a pale face, he looked at Reginald and said, "Bad news, sir. A military truck from the garrison of Drunham City is at our door! They said… "

The way the butler stuttered made Reginald even more upset. It was supposed to be a nice family dinner, yet troubles kept happening.

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Reginald's tone beceven more frosty as he said, "Why are you stuttering? Out with it! I won't let you off the hook if it's nothing important."

"They said they are here to deliver the invitations. It's a whole truck full of them," said the butler. His face was as white as a sheet. He was wiping off the sweat as he said that.

Everyone instantly fell silent. All of them looked shocked. They looked at each other's eyes and saw how stunned everyone was.

What was going on?

The military truck from the garrison of Drunham City was outside the Stone Mansion. The more important point was that it was here to deliver the invitations.

That was truly something unbelievable.

Everyone gasped and froze in place. Nobody dared to make a sound. They had a faint feeling that the military truck must have something to do with the call Liam made.

The butler stood in place, paled in his face. He kept drying the cold sweat on his forehead without knowing what to do. The military truck was still waiting outside the mansion.