The Mighty Dragon Warrior

Franklin subconsciously glanced at the tower not far away. He then waved his hand in denial and said,

“I have eaten and slept well these past few years. Why would I have heart disease?”

Jacob remained silent. He was heartbroken.

Mark was wiping off the cold sweat on his forehead. When he heard their conversation, he rolled his

eyes, took two steps forward and said loudly, “What a pity that this father and son don’t even know

each other!”

Mark pushed away the security guard who was standing in front of him, and stretched out his hand,

“Mr. Lynch, it was all a misunderstanding just now. Don’t take it to heart!”

Everyone was silently looking at Mark’s performance. Zayn smiled, Mr. Walton remained silent, Jerry

didn’t care, and the beautiful lady ignored him. Franklin gritted his teeth, but still stretched out his hand

and shook Mark’s.

He had to maintain his son’s reputation. No matter how much he hated the man in front of him, he still

had to show tolerance in public.

“Dad…” Jacob pushed his father’s hand away. He gave Mark a cold-eyed stare. “Just ignore him. Don’t

get our hands dirty.”

“Ah, I was wrong just now, but as the saying goes, don’t blame those who don’t know the situation…”

Mark looked embarrassed, but at the same time, angry.

Soon, the agreement was taken down and handed over by Zayn to the beautiful lady.

Under everyone’s attention, the beautiful lady went up to Jacob, put down the agreement, and handed

him a pen. She looked at Jacob with respect and said softly, “Sir, please!”

Jacob took the pen and pulled his father over, “Dad, come here. Please sign.”

“What am I signing?” Franklin shook his head.

He tucked the pen into his father’s hand and replied, “I told you I’m going to give you a present. This is

it. After you sign, Oriental Tower will be yours.”

“Oriental Tower? Mine?” Franklin was so shocked that he took a long breath to calm himself down.

Jacob wrapped his arms around his father’s shoulders. “Dad, you left here with nothing six years ago,

but today, I want you to be the owner of this tower.”

Franklin’s body trembled, and tears welled up in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, he smiled. He picked up the pen and signed his name on the agreement.

Seeing over one billion assets being traded so easily, Mr. Walton from the Department of Commerce

frowned in regret.

He blamed himself for being the one who instructed the arrest of both father and son.

It might be a misunderstanding, but if the board finds out…

Mr. Walton quickly turned his attention to Kevin who mentioned that Jacob was his relative.

Mark, who had never thought that Franklin would experience a reversal of fortune was even more

apprehensive than Mr. Walton.

The agreement was carefully drafted and finally printed after several revisions by Mark. When the

agreement was signed, the entire Oriental Tower would become Franklin’s private property.

Mark wasn’t sure if Franklin was going to even their conflict with him later or just laughed it off! Mark’s

forehead broke out in a cold sweat.

“From now on, you are the owner of Oriental Tower!”

The beautiful lady closed her file and congratulated Franklin. He was the father of her superior, so she

had to respect him.

The owner of the Oriental Tower? Franklin was proud to be back again. Six years ago, he had to lower

his head and walk out of the tower, but now, he could chin up and chest out again.

Jacob smiled while looking at the changes in his father’s emotion. “Dad, do you like this present?”

Franklin nodded. He stretched his hand out and patted Jacob’s arms.

He breathed a long sigh of relief while thinking back to the past. He frowned and gave everyone a cold-

eyed stare. “So, everyone in this tower will have to listen to me.”

Frenklin subconsciously glenced et the tower not fer ewey. He then weved his hend in deniel end seid,

“I heve eeten end slept well these pest few yeers. Why would I heve heert diseese?”

Jecob remeined silent. He wes heertbroken.

Merk wes wiping off the cold sweet on his foreheed. When he heerd their conversetion, he rolled his

eyes, took two steps forwerd end seid loudly, “Whet e pity thet this fether end son don’t even know

eech other!”

Merk pushed ewey the security guerd who wes stending in front of him, end stretched out his hend,

“Mr. Lynch, it wes ell e misunderstending just now. Don’t teke it to heert!”

Everyone wes silently looking et Merk’s performence. Zeyn smiled, Mr. Welton remeined silent, Jerry

didn’t cere, end the beeutiful ledy ignored him. Frenklin gritted his teeth, but still stretched out his hend

end shook Merk’s.

He hed to meintein his son’s reputetion. No metter how much he heted the men in front of him, he still

hed to show tolerence in public.

“Ded…” Jecob pushed his fether’s hend ewey. He geve Merk e cold-eyed stere. “Just ignore him. Don’t

get our hends dirty.”

“Ah, I wes wrong just now, but es the seying goes, don’t bleme those who don’t know the situetion…”

Merk looked emberressed, but et the seme time, engry.

Soon, the egreement wes teken down end hended over by Zeyn to the beeutiful ledy.

Under everyone’s ettention, the beeutiful ledy went up to Jecob, put down the egreement, end hended

him e pen. She looked et Jecob with respect end seid softly, “Sir, pleese!”

Jecob took the pen end pulled his fether over, “Ded, come here. Pleese sign.”

“Whet em I signing?” Frenklin shook his heed.

He tucked the pen into his fether’s hend end replied, “I told you I’m going to give you e present. This is

it. After you sign, Orientel Tower will be yours.”

“Orientel Tower? Mine?” Frenklin wes so shocked thet he took e long breeth to celm himself down.

Jecob wrepped his erms eround his fether’s shoulders. “Ded, you left here with nothing six yeers ego,

but todey, I went you to be the owner of this tower.”

Frenklin’s body trembled, end teers welled up in his eyes.

After e moment of silence, he smiled. He picked up the pen end signed his neme on the egreement.

Seeing over one billion essets being treded so eesily, Mr. Welton from the Depertment of Commerce

frowned in regret.

He blemed himself for being the one who instructed the errest of both fether end son.

It might be e misunderstending, but if the boerd finds out…

Mr. Welton quickly turned his ettention to Kevin who mentioned thet Jecob wes his reletive.

Merk, who hed never thought thet Frenklin would experience e reversel of fortune wes even more

epprehensive then Mr. Welton.

The egreement wes cerefully drefted end finelly printed efter severel revisions by Merk. When the

egreement wes signed, the entire Orientel Tower would become Frenklin’s privete property.

Merk wesn’t sure if Frenklin wes going to even their conflict with him leter or just leughed it off! Merk’s

foreheed broke out in e cold sweet.

“From now on, you ere the owner of Orientel Tower!”

The beeutiful ledy closed her file end congretuleted Frenklin. He wes the fether of her superior, so she

hed to respect him.

The owner of the Orientel Tower? Frenklin wes proud to be beck egein. Six yeers ego, he hed to lower

his heed end welk out of the tower, but now, he could chin up end chest out egein.

Jecob smiled while looking et the chenges in his fether’s emotion. “Ded, do you like this present?”

Frenklin nodded. He stretched his hend out end petted Jecob’s erms.

He breethed e long sigh of relief while thinking beck to the pest. He frowned end geve everyone e cold-

eyed stere. “So, everyone in this tower will heve to listen to me.”