CHAPTER 100: CHAPTER 100: WHO DO YOU WANT TO LOOK AFTER YOU?

The man’s slender fingers with distinct knuckles caressed her face, clearly warm and dry on the fingertips, yet made Renee feel like a cold slippery snake was pressed against her face, causing her spine to shiver with physiological disgust and fear.

Yet the man didn’t let her go, his fingers stroked her face back and forth, from the corner of her eye to the corner of her mouth, as if he was caressing a rare treasure that he couldn’t bear to part with.

Renee was about to break, shaking like a leaf in the autumn wind under the man’s gloomy gaze.

She knew, Jack Yates was testing her again, or probing, trying to gauge her feelings for Caleb Yates. In other words, Jack didn’t believe a word of what she just said.

Renee was completely at a loss. She had confessed everything she should have, spoken her heart, yet Jack Yates didn’t believe a single word. What could she do? She couldn’t possibly dig out her heart to show him, could she?

At this moment, Renee felt helpless and powerless.

However, facing Jack Yates’s questioning, she couldn’t stay silent, as not speaking would only make him angrier.

"I don’t know, it’s between you and him, it has nothing to do with me."

Jack Yates’s eyes deepened with laughter, his thumb gently tapped her lips, speaking slowly: "Good, that’s how it should be."

The phone rang again, and Jack Yates answered.

Kyle Sheffield: "Mr. Yates, Gilbert, the head of Loship Feggman, wishes to meet you to discuss cooperation."

Jack Yates’s tone deepened, his voice turned solemn and low: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Jack Yates looked at Renee again: "Harvey will take you to the restaurant for lunch later, I’ll take you out once I’m done."

Renee obediently smiled: "It’s okay, you focus on your work, don’t worry about me."

The man’s long, fox-like eyes narrowed slightly, he looked at her with a half-smiling expression, drawing out a low and lazy note: "Is it that you don’t need me, or you don’t want me to care?"

Renee stared blankly at the man who changed faces quicker than flipping a book; she was genuinely curious, why someone like Jack Yates—a prodigy born with a silver spoon, growing up surrounded by stars, achieving fame young, successful by twenty—would be so sensitive and suspicious?

Or maybe all men at the peak of power have this kind of demeanor?

She could say a casual word, and he could interpret it in eight hundred ways.

Seeing her dazed, Jack Yates’s smile deepened, and he pinched her face with a laugh: "You’re my woman, if I don’t care, who will? Who do you want to care, hmm?"

The "hmm" was drawn out, deep and slow, with a gnashing emphasis.

Renee lazily complied, giving in: "Alright, I’ll wait for you."

After Jack Yates left, Renee felt like all her strength was drained, slumping her body onto the sofa.

She was so tired, too tired, she couldn’t relax for a moment with Jack Yates, every word she said had to be carefully thought through, afraid of saying something wrong to anger him.

But her current experience wasn’t enough to be flawless, she often inadvertently said something that allowed him to find loopholes, ultimately causing his suspicions.

She didn’t know when these days of walking on thin ice would end?

-

Jack Yates left the suite and strode forward.

Kyle Sheffield followed two steps behind him, looking at the tall, robust figure before him, hesitated for a moment and asked.

"Mr. Yates, why did Young Master Yates smash our factory in Kharun?"

He knew he shouldn’t ask, but he was too curious.

Jack Yates said coldly, "To lure me over, and while I’m away, rob my woman."

Kyle Sheffield: "..."

Who is robbing whom really?

He couldn’t help wanting to speak up for Caleb Yates, but as an employee, he ultimately held his tongue out of survival instinct.

Kyle Sheffield chuckled: "I guess he thought you were still in Cathan."

"No." Jack Yates bit down, his voice cold as ice, "He should already know I’ve taken Renee abroad, coming to Brudelle isn’t a secret—a little inquiry will reveal it, so he ordered the factory in Kharun smashed, far from Brudelle. He wants to lure me away from here so he can come here to snatch her."

The words left Kyle Sheffield stunned, genuinely sweating for Caleb Yates, and thinking of the girl following Jack Yates, felt sorry for her.

A good girl in her prime years, yet she met Jack Yates and Caleb Yates, these two uncle-nephew pair, both more ruthless and crazed than the other. And the frail girl without any background caught in the middle of them was truly struggling.

Kyle Sheffield couldn’t help but sigh, Jack Yates turned his face, coldly looking at him.

-

Hotel’s second floor, conference hall.

Originally, this was a recreation hall, transformed into a temporary meeting room before Jack Yates arrived, for convenience in meetings.

The hotel owner had no objections, as long as the money was right, customers are gods, everything could be accommodated.

Jack Yates walked into the conference hall; Gilbert was there, along with Everett, and another man of Asiana appearance, whose demeanor identified him as someone from Daesan.

Gilbert stood up, smiling, walked out from behind the conference table to greet him in English.

Jack Yates smiled and shook hands with Gilbert.

Gilbert invited Jack Yates to the main seat, while he sat in the secondary position.

Jack Yates sat on the main seat unabashedly, leaned back, resting one hand on his knee, and the other flat on the table, his index finger lightly tapping the surface.

Including Jack Yates, there were five people present, both Western and Eastern ethnicities, but Jack Yates remained as the one with the strongest presence, not to mention his unyielding composure even if Mount Taishon collapsed, but with his tall, imposing frame—standing at 1.92 meters—even many men from The Occident couldn’t compare, his height alone seemed to overshadow the others present.

For Gilbert, this was his first meeting with the BOSS of Starkwood Group, Jack Yates. Although previously informed by Everett that this person was no easy character, he hadn’t taken it seriously.

In his view, Jack Yates was just a wealthy second-generation with powerful family backing; Everett was exaggerating, as the saying goes, praising others to diminish one’s own prestige.

But now having met Jack Yates in person, Gilbert saw that this one was like a dragon from the East, deep, complex, not easy to deal with.

With just one glance, Gilbert already recognized that Jack Yates was not a mere mediocre person, so all his prepared rhetoric became useless.

Gilbert spoke straightforwardly: "We sincerely wish to cooperate with your company."

Jack Yates smiled lightly: "We also sincerely wish to cooperate with your company."

Gilbert continued: "We are willing to sign a three-year cooperation agreement with your company, meaning we will purchase your company’s products for three years. As for the price, I wonder if Mr. Yates could let go of two points?"

The fingers tapping on the table stopped abruptly, then rose to shake: "Let’s stick to the current price. If Mr. Lampson has any intention to cooperate, we can continue the discussion."

Exiting the meeting room, Kyle Sheffield whispered: "Actually, with a concession of two points we would still profit."

Jack Yates curved his lips slightly: "Westerners are sly and devious, driven by profit—if you yield once, they’ll think you’re a pushover and request further concessions next time."

Kyle Sheffield asked: "Then should we still buy their products?"

Jack Yates replied: "No."

Kyle Sheffield was about to ask, "Why come here if not to buy", but before he could, Jack Yates added: "We want them to give it as a present."

Kyle Sheffield: "..."

Jack Yates laughed and patted Kyle Sheffield’s shoulder: "Tell Amos Underwood, if negotiations aren’t successful, he shouldn’t remain as the Western Euporian Region’s sales director."

Kyle Sheffield recalled a line from a sketch, "You don’t have any points, yet we lose a dish."

Not surprised that Jack Yates was once a ruthless man of The Northwestern Theater!

He wasn’t just fierce on the battlefield, but equally so in the business field.

In the suite, Renee had just returned from lunch, opening the cabinet to find the remote control, her phone confiscated by Jack Yates, she could only watch TV to pass the time.

However, upon opening a drawer, she found it full of adult toys, including condoms, two bottles of lubricant, and a furry pink fox tail.

Renee picked up the tail, discovering a thumb-length silicone tip at the end. What was this?

Curious, she shook it a little, about to place it back, when the door opened, Jack Yates entered.

Eyes met, Renee’s hand holding the tail trembled, and the pink tail fell to the floor.

Jack Yates walked forward, picked up the furry pink tail, and his lips curved: "Want to try it?"