Destined Entwining: Capturing My Devoted Beau-Chapter 629 - 335: Only She Matters Most (Second Update)

"Mr. Ouyang, please don’t act impulsively, let’s talk things out! Let’s talk things out!" Nick Zeller hurriedly gestured in a plea, his once straight back slightly hunched over.

"Talk about what?!" Mr. Ouyang, seeing Nick in this state, was even more infuriated.

Slap!

He stepped forward and slapped him across the face, pointing at his nose, "Do you realize how much money I’ve invested in this? Do you know how much debt I owe the bank?! You think a simple ’let’s talk’ can absolve you of all responsibility?!"

In truth, how was this even Nick Zeller’s responsibility? 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺

Clearly, it was misdirected anger.

Nick didn’t expect this Ouyang person to hit him so easily, not giving him any face at all, and his heart sank.

He originally thought that if there was no way out, he could go and plead with his father, Cameron Spencer.

Previously, he even suspected that his father, Cameron Spencer, might have set all this up to force him to beg for help...

After being slapped by this madman, Nick was brought back to his senses.

No, this matter, it’s unlikely his father orchestrated this.

The business introduction seemed genuine, meant to boost his reputation while making some money, Cameron did genuinely feel guilty towards him and his mother.

But conspiring with outsiders to not only set him up but also physically harm him didn’t seem like Cameron Spencer’s style.

Cameron was an old-fashioned person, seeing how at nearly seventy he still wanted to have a son, it was clear that in his heart, a son was precious, no matter who the mother was.

He only has two sons now, and the younger one is still nursing; no matter how he thought about it, Nick couldn’t believe Cameron would be so ruthless.

But the trouble from Mr. Ouyang was near at hand, and Nick tried bringing up his father, "Mr. Ouyang, don’t worry, I have a good relationship with Mr. Spencer, why don’t I ask him for help?"

"Ha, I haven’t even troubled that old bastard Cameron Spencer yet! I think he set me up! — What kind of rubbish did he introduce to me?" Mr. Ouyang kicked over the bamboo recliner and waved his hand, "I understand if you want to ask for leniency, I’m a legitimate businessman, won’t resort to crooked means."

"Here’s the thing, you sign this contract and compensate me, and I won’t bother you anymore." Saying this, one of Mr. Ouyang’s subordinates handed over a stack of contracts.

The top paper was a contract summary.

Nick took one look and was stunned, "What?! You want to sell this land to me for five billion?! — This wasteland, for five billion?! You must be dreaming!"

He knew Ouyang’s cost for the land was only thirty million!

Now this land can no longer be used to build villas, and might not even sell for three million.

Yet he was asking five billion for Nick to take over the mess!

Thinking of the money, Nick’s legs stopped trembling, and he stood upright, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he sneered, "Mr. Ouyang, your mistake in choosing the site is your own responsibility, what does it have to do with me? When I assessed the Feng Shui, I was looking at the broader sales trend once your house was built!"

"Two weeks ago I said that, and I still say it now! — This place for building villas is indeed a Feng Shui treasure!"

Mr. Ouyang’s aide, Mr. You, sneered, "Still being stubborn at the end! Cemeteries are also Feng Shui treasures, you weren’t wrong, were you!"

"Shameless!" Nick glared at Mr. You, "You’re twisting concepts! I, Nick Zeller, only observe Feng Shui for houses of the living, not for graves! That Feng Shui treasure is this place! I’m telling you, whoever builds villas here will make a fortune!"

"Fortune my ass!" Mr. Ouyang became angrier, and lashed out, kicking towards Nick.

Nick was prepared this time, and when he saw the kick coming, he quickly dodged sideways, avoiding the blow.

Mr. Ouyang became even angrier, "Grab him for me! I want to see how far you can run!"

His several subordinates swiftly surrounded and subdued Nick, twisting his arms behind his back, forcing him to kneel before Mr. Ouyang.

"Will you sign or not?!" Mr. Ouyang put the signature sheet right in front of him.

Nick sneered, "Why would I sign a contract that has nothing to do with me?! — Mr. Ouyang, this is not how you do business."

"Do I need you to teach me how to do business?!" Mr. Ouyang struck again, slapping Nick’s face until it was swollen.

Nick wanted to resist, but he was pinned down by four big men, unable to move.

He was provoked and refused to give in, even when Mr. Ouyang called his men to whip him with a belt, leaving his head and face bloodied and his body severely injured.