"Of course not!" The people in the private room denied it without even thinking.
Being able to cooperate with the Yale Group was their luck; no one wanted to give it up.
But they feared offending the White Family...
"Since not, then everyone sit down and continue discussing whatever needs to be discussed." Chester Yale coldly started to speak and instructed the secretary to distribute the prepared cooperation proposals according to the process.
He sat on the leather sofa, tapping the sofa's handrail with one hand, his face thoughtful.
His gaze occasionally swept across the private room's door...
Outside the door.
Edward White, along with Charles White, stood upright at the doorway.
Just as Edward White said earlier, they stood outside waiting, without even a chair.
"Dad, if the Yale Family wants to teach someone a lesson, it's me. I'm enough to stand here alone." Charles White glanced at the tightly closed room door, his thin lips slightly parted.
