After a brief silence…
“I have no comment about this…”
“I don’t either…”
“No comment from me…”
The representatives from the United States all agreed, and no one wanted to go against the Nason family at this time after they had decided something.
They had stated that they would bear all the losses, and everyone knew it would be better to do someone a favor at little cost.
“After this meeting, the people from both sides involved in this ‘friendly exchange’ will be escorted back to their own countries simultaneously. We will tell you the specific time soon… Thank you for your cooperation, ladies and gentlemen. I hope we can meet again next time!”
Jasper smiled and looked at the other party, and the cross-border meeting ended.
***
After this meeting, Jasper immediately told Mr. Boyle this good news.
“Mr. Boyle, I have a good piece of news for you. The United States agreed to release your granddaughter.”
Once Jasper said this, old Mr. Boyle was so excited he almost dropped his phone.
“Really? Thank you so much! Mr. Laine, if you need us in the future, you can just tell us! My entire family will be willing to go through hell for you!”
Jasper laughed and replied after he heard that.
“Everyone in the industry knows of your character, Mr. Boyle. You don’t need to promise me. I believe there will be a chance in the future that I will ask you for your help…” Jasper reminded Mr. Boyle.
Clearly, he was also waiting for this day to come.
After hanging up the call, Jasper’s phone rang again. It was from Mr. McNeal.
“Jasper, you did well…” Mr. McNeal’s carefree laugh could be heard from the other side of the phone.
The middle-aged man at the front slowly put his silver cutlery down before saying, “Who knew about Miss Ella sneaking out this time?”
Everyone in the dining hall held their breath when the man asked this question. They lowered their heads and did not dare to speak…
“You’re the butler of this family, but you don’t know?” Rodney suddenly stabbed the silver knife in his hand into the hand of the old man who was sitting next to him.
His hand was nailed to the dining table, and he was wailing in pain.
“Mr. Rodney, I genuinely had no idea… After all, Miss Ella is the eldest daughter and has more authority than me…”
“Then, who knows?”
Rodney increased his strength, and the butler was in so much pain his face turned white.
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