Chapter 637
The First Heir
âMadam Johnston, I came here personally. Donât you think that means I represent the Quaids when I
speak? Efficiency is most important these days, and a partnership will be a win-win situation. Iâm sure
you can read the trends, Mada, Johnston. No one in the entire Riverdale can compete with my family. If
I say that Beacon can enter the top ten with us, I mean it. If I say that Beacon can enter the Capital City
market, then you can. I hope you understand what Iâm getting at, Madam Johnston.â
Arrogantly, Marcus stood up and put his hands in his pockets, walking toward the floor-to-ceiling
window. He looked out at the entirety of Riverdale and spoke with utmost certainty.
âOur family has the funds and resources. Weâre here today not only to discuss a deal with Beacon, but
also with Everlast Glory, Starlight, and United International.â
Marcus turned to look at Wynn, smiling confidently. âBeacon is merely my first stop here. You wonât
disappoint me, will you? Madam Johnston?â
Wynn frowned slightly before smiling professionally. âMaster Quaid, we would dearly like to cooperate
with you. Butâ¦â
âBut what, Madam Johnston? Itâs a big deal for us to cooperate with the Quaids! Are you going to pass
on this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?â
Blake said desperately.
He just had to use Marcus to take over Beacon now, then he would be able to pull some strings and
win over the profits. With that, the Michaels family would make it rich!
âIn that case, Master Quaid, why donât you tell us how you plan to make this deal?â
Wynn knew that this was a rare chance as well.
âWell said! I like making deals with women like you, Madam Johnston. You have the beauty and the
brains!â
Marcus chuckled and gestured at Blake to continue.
Blake immediately smiled, as cunning as a fox. âMadam Johnston, Master Quaidâs plan is simple. He
wants to purchase Beacon. What do you think, Madam Johnston?â
Purchase Beacon? The Quaids had quite the appetite!
Wynnâs lips curved slightly sardonically. She looked at Blake and Marcus, asking them, âWho wants to
purchase Beacon, exactly? The Quaids, or you, Mr. Michaels?â
âDonât look at me like that, Madam Johnston. Of course itâs the Quaids. Think about it, theyâre one of
the biggest families in Capital City, with unbelievable resources. Wouldnât that solve Beaconâs current
financial troubles? Even if the Quaids take over, Beacon will still be Beacon. Weâll just have another
supporter. Whatâs wrong with that?â
Blake tempted her with honeyed words, just like an old fox.
As for Marcus, he took the main seat and said with a smile, âWe will definitely offer you a satisfactory
price, Madam Johnston. We wonât spare any expenses.â
âIn that case, Master Quaid, Mr. Michaels, Iâm afraid Iâll be disappointing you. Nobody will be
purchasing Beacon! We have our own investors and funding!â
Wynn rejected them outright, her expression instantly turning cold.
âAs long as the price is right, Iâm sure we can strike a deal. Just name the price, Madam Johnston.â
Marcus eyed Wynnâs body greedily.
âIâm very sorry, Master Quaid. If it was any other sort of deal, we might be able to negotiate something,
but an acquisition is out of the question!â
Wynn stood up and said coldly, âIâll have someone see you out!â
Marcus frowned slightly, his expression also turning dark. âAre you rejecting my offer, Madam
Johnston?â
âWhat, am I not allowed to?â Wynn laughed without mirth.
âNo one has ever rejected me before. Youâre the first. I hope youâve thought this through, Madam
Johnston. I represent the Quaids, and Beacon should be honored that weâre even thinking of
purchasing you. Donât disappoint me, Madam Johnston!â
Marcus was making his intentions very clear. It was an open threat!
Wynnâs gaze sharpened, and she said icily, âBeacon fears no one, and we will not compromise under
threat of force!â
Marcus burst out laughing. âWell said! As expected of Riverdaleâs pharmaceutical rose. You definitely
have thorns!â
There was no way he would give up on Wynn. He was dying to acquire a woman as beautiful as her.
Marcus was a man with an insane desire to conquer everyone and everything. He could already feel
his heart pounding and his flesh lusting over the woman before him. He just had to conquer her!
The temperature in the chairwomanâs office dropped by several dozen degrees. It was scarily cold now!
Wynn coolly glared at Marcus, but the latter just sat in the chairpersonâs chair proudly, looking down on
her from above as he said, âI hope you will reconsider, Madam Johnston. Iâm only here for two things,
either to successfully purchase Beacon, or else to successfully destroy Beacon. The choice is yours, so
think carefully.
âYou should know that the three billion in investments Beacon just won is nothing but small change to
us Quaids.â
âYou! Donât push your luck!â
Wynn could not control her temper, her slender brows rising in anger!
âNow, now, Madam Johnston, Master Quaid is only doing this for Beaconâs own good. Think about it,
from now on, youâll have the support of the Quaid empire. Youâll reach the top ten in the industry and
easily enter the Capital City market. At the same time, youâll still be chairwoman. Whatâs not to like?â
The old fox Blake Michaels put in his two cents as well, his demeanor disgustingly slimy. He had not
expected Master Quaid to propose something like that out of the blue either, but he was more than glad
to see it.
His plan was now that much closer to fruition!
âNo way! If you want him to purchase something, sell him Michaels Corp! Beacon is never selling out!â
Wynnâs voice rose an octave, her rage showing on her face.
âSeems like negotiations have failed, then.â
Marcus sat in the chairpersonâs seat, fiddling with the ring on his finger like a superior ruler.