Chapter 488
Ethan Sullivan, CEO of Sullivan Group, owns zero shares in his own company?
Reginald Quincy's knuckles turned white as he gripped the tablet.
His venomous gaze bore into the young man before him.
"Ethan, do you take me for a fool?"
Ethan lounged lazily on the leather sofa, long fingers tapping the armrest.
"Don't believe me, Uncle Reginald?"
A faint smirk played on his lips. "Check for yourself."
Reginald slammed the tablet onto the table.
The screen lit up, revealing an unmistakable shareholder structure.
Evelyn Laurent's name topped the list with a 35% stake—five points higher than Vincent Sullivan's.
Ethan's name was conspicuously absent.
"Fascinating."
Ethan savored Reginald's ashen expression. "Convinced now?"
Reginald's chest heaved with rage.
His meticulously planned kidnapping had netted him a figurehead CEO?
"One billion."
He ground his teeth. "Wire it now."
Ethan spread his hands in mock regret. "I don't even have a hundred bucks."
"My wife controls all the money."
His innocent smile didn't reach his eyes. "I'm just a kept man these days."
Reginald snatched up a crystal ashtray.
His arm froze mid-swing.
A chilling realization struck him—
This young wolf wasn't afraid. Not one bit.
"Keep me as long as you like, Uncle."
Ethan stretched luxuriously. "I could use the paid vacation."
Reginald trembled with fury.
This wasn't a hostage.
He'd brought home a damn crown prince!
"You think I won't hurt you?"
He loomed closer, voice dripping menace.
Ethan's gaze turned glacial.
"Uncle Reginald."
He adjusted his cufflinks with deliberate slowness. "Are you sure you want this fight?"
The air crystallized.
Reginald suddenly remembered the rumors—
How Ethan had single-handedly dismantled an underground casino that rainy night.
He took an involuntary step back.
"Get out!"
Reginald's roar shook the room.
Ethan rose gracefully, pausing at the door.
"Oh, Uncle?"
His smile held knives. "How's your son doing in Macau? Heard he's been... unlucky."
Watching Reginald's face drain of color,
Ethan whistled a cheerful tune as he left.
The game had only just begun.