Chapter 812
The First Heir
Robbie was so angry that he had smashed several computers.
At this time, the receptionist ran in, panting and saying, âOh no, Mr. James, someoneâs forcing their
way in and wants to see you!â
âWhatâs there to see? Find someone to get rid of them! Canât you see that Iâm busy?!â Robbie shouted
angrily.
The receptionist said timidly, âBut we canât stop them. Theyâve already forced their way in.â
Robbie raised his head and stared at her angrily. Then, he got up and said, âWho the hell is here to see
me at this hour?â
The receptionist shook her head and said hesitantly, âThey didnât say.â
âF*ck!â
Robbie simply said gruffly, âGet some people to stop them and drive them away. Iâm not seeing them!â
After that, Robbie stopped talking. Then, he sat on the sofa while smoking a cigarette.
âMr. James, could it be related to Beacon?â Leo suddenly said.
Beacon?
Robbie quickly sat up.
âIt canât be. The PR in Beacon is rubbish. Besides, itâs already so late. Who the hell could it be?â
Robbie shook his head. No matter how good the other party is, how could they find his company so
quickly?
âCould it be that Mr. Clarke?â Leo asked again, his face full of doubts and uncertainty.
Robbie got scared and the cigarette in his hand trembled slightly.
âIt canât be. We canât even find out who this Mr. Clarke is. For such a person to stand up for Beacon,
they must have spent a bomb. Now that Iâve been exposed, thereâs no reason for him to come here.â
Robbie was trying to convince himself too.
It was hard for him to believe that someone would do so much for Beacon!
One billion!
Was Beacon that rich?
Tonight, Robbie finally understood the terrible power of financial capital!
In the past, he thought he was invincible when he manipulated public opinion.
However, tonightâs counter-attack had caught him off guard. He did not even have any ability to parry,
which made him very depressed.
Suddenly!
A scream filled the entire hall!
âMr. James, look, our market value has plunged! It took a nosedive!â
A staff stared at the computer screen. There was a green line that took a sharp dive!
Robbie exploded on the spot, anger surging through his body!
This went too far!
It had collapsed!
They were being driven to their deaths!
âHurry up to contact the major shareholders. Hold the bottom line. Wait for the market to start tomorrow
and buy in the stocks. We must stabilize it!â
Robbie was still thinking clearly and did not panic.
However, before he could make a call, the cell phone rang.
âMr. Neal, what? You sold your shares?â
âMr. Bill, you sold them too?â
âMr. Saunders, your 30 million shares⦠What, you sold everything?â
Instantly, Robbieâs breath was stuck in his chest. He spat a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the
sofa!
He did not expect the other party to be so ruthless and pull a double whammy on him!
In just a few moments, he lost several minor shareholders and 40 percent of his stocks were sold!
Obviously, someone was going for his bottom line!
They were out for his life!
An enraged Robbie finally got his breath back under the comfort of his assistant.
âFortunately, the company still has three major shareholders. They definitely wonât sell their shares at
this time. I can still get it back!â
Robbie gritted his teeth and sat up, his pupils dancing with anger.
He felt it. The attacks from the opponent, one after another, were driving him to his death!
A tough opponent!
No, Robbie had no chance to resist at all!
Too rapid, too dense!
Was it Beacon?
His rivals?
Did someone take advantage of the situation and threw him under the bus?
Bam!
Robbie smashed the glass in his hand and roared. âWho the hell is f*cking with me?!â
However, as soon as the words were out, a dozen people came into the living room!
They were all in black suits.
Then, a handsome and stern figure appeared in the living room.
âItâs me.â
Philip appeared in front of everyone with a wicked sneer at the corner of his mouth. He stared at
Robbie with cold eyes.