Novel Sweet
Chapter 45
Chapter 45
The moment Johnny heard those words, he said, “No way. Without the official approval letter, not even my brother would dare to lay his hands on it.”
Nodding, he quickly added, “After all, the approval falls out of the jurisdiction of the local authorities. That's unless it's issued by Chiliad Avion or Paradise Sept.”
Charles exclaimed, “It's land reclamation!”
Dumbfounded, both Johnny and Joshua froze on the spot, feeling a thunderous explosion inside their heads.
“D*mn!” Johnny cursed right away.
Even his breathing had become erratic. If it was really land reclamation, it could bring enormous economic benefits to the entirety of Pollerton.
That would mean thriving property value, logistics system, business investments, and even port constructions.
“Is it reliable, though, Mr. Langford?”
Joshua's voice became hoarse all of a sudden.
Charles reassured him, “The approval letter is currently being drafted, so it'll be delivered to my lord in no time. Also, it'll be undersigned by Chiliad Avion!”
The duo was surprised when Charles dropped a bomb like that.
It was even bigger news than the news of the Wilson family from Tayhaven and the Parasite stepping into Pollerton.
“Moreover, there are two reclamations this time. One of them will take place in the northern area of Southwood E-commerce District, about thirty kilometers to the sea, and the other one is at the southeast island on the south coast!” Charles added.
Stupefied, both Johnny and Joshua suddenly lost their ability to think as they listened to Charles.
Charles went on, “This is one percent of my lord's sovereignty. Do you understand now?”
One percent of sovereignty? Pulling off two land reclamations at once using only one percent? What's the real identity of this lord?
The duo gasped in awe. Because of that, they exhibited more respect for that lord than ever before.
They made up their minds. No matter what, they would go all out that night so that they could leave a strong impression on the lord.
At seven o'clock in the evening, nightlife thus began. Donald arrived at Seasons Hotel in the car. Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.
After Lana got out of the car, Donald pulled over at the parking lot and walked to her side.
“What a qualified bodyguard you are.” Lana poked fun at Donald.
“The only downside is the low monthly salary of five thousand that comes with it,” Donald replied with a nonchalant countenance.
“I'll give you a raise, then!” As Lana was finishing her sentence, she was interrupted by some voices nearby.
“Bodyguard? Five thousand salary? So, you quit your job as an agent and became a bodyguard for Ms. Collins, Donald?” A teasing voice resonated across the vicinity.
In a matter of seconds, Lana's eyes turned cold as she shot a glare ahead toward the left side.
There Oliver was, standing in a pair of overalls coupled with a gray overcoat. He even parted his hair in the middle, giving himself a feminine look. Escorting him on his left and right were Rebecca and Irene, looking ever so stunning.
Be that as it may, they wore a disdainful expression with traces of mockery.
“Scram! If you don't, I'll wallop you!” A wave of anger erupted like a volcano in Lana's heart. For some reason, it made her furious to hear Donald being insulted.
Oliver, in turn, held his breath before explaining in a respectful manner, “I'm so sorry, Ms. Collins. I was referring to him, not you. That guy over there is my exclassmate from high school, and I can tell you he's not a good person.”
Lana's eyes darkened. “You must have a death wish!”
Upon hearing that, Oliver was also getting his knickers in a twist.
Lately, Oliver had been floating on air. Not only had he looted an invaluable relic and gifted it to Johnny, but he also uncovered a bountiful haul of antiques in a village by the mountainside. For that, he became the apple of Johnny's eyes, and he was even awarded one hundred million. In addition, Johnny had also appointed him as one of the executives of Johnny's Antiques.
Because of that, Oliver had lapsed into an arrogant state of mind.
With more than ten billion in assets, Lana undoubtedly could be the most eminent businesswoman in Pollerton.
However, Johnny's Antiques was also a force to be reckoned with.
“Ms. Collins, please don't think that you can act willfully just because you're loaded!” Oliver's expression turned indifferent as he continued to mock, “He's only a bodyguard, one with a mere five
thousand salary. I don't see any difference between him and a dog. Why are you getting all worked up for?”
Lana narrowed her eyes to slits, getting ready to unleash her wrath.
Waving his hand, Donald quickly stopped Lana. He then reproached Oliver, “Tell me. Are you really going to buy that property at Pollerton Estates? And also, when will you compensate Rafe his full amount of commission as promised?”
Oliver was stunned momentarily before bursting into laughter. “Such is the stance of a small fry! Just so you know, I'll definitely buy that property. As for the two million commission, it's a shame that that will never happen.”
At that moment, Rebecca scoffed, “Who do you think you are, Donald!”
Irene chimed in, “That's right! Don't you dare get all high and mighty just because you're Ms. Collins' bodyguard! A dog will always be a dog.”