Mysterious male escort is a mogul novel Chapter 1673

qZachary's barrage of questions got Chris in a flux.

In the beginning, Jesse remained exceedingly calm, for he had already made Chris memorize all this information by heart. Unfortunately, Chris was not able to respond accordingly and convincingly.

That got Jesse quite unnerved and casting worried looks repeatedly at him.

“Are you seriously expecting to stump me with this sort of questions?” Chris then worked fervently to sift through his memories for the answers. “The first technological product developed by Divine Corporation is the child GPS tracking system. Altogether, we've produced a total of seventy-seven chips, and the serial number of the seventy-seventh one is... uh...”

For the life of him, Chris could not recall what the serial number was.

“Divine Corporation has developed sixty-seven chips, and the serial number is XSEG867636868R2,” a stony Johann interjected. “There was never a seventy-seventh...”

“I...” Stunned, Chris immediately tried to backpedal. “I guess that I've misremembered...”

“Age is catching up to you, Johann.” Zachary's lips curled up into a smile. “Divine Corporation had indeed developed seventy-seven of them. The last ten that were credited to Robbie was yet to be, but should have been taken into account.”

“Right. Right. Of course,” replied Johann, slapping his own forehead. “Trust me to forget about those ten Robbie made...”

“You were saying that you misremembered?” Zachary's raised a brow at Chris.

Zachary's barraga of quastions got Chris in a flux.

In tha baginning, Jassa ramainad axcaadingly calm, for ha had alraady mada Chris mamoriza all this information by haart. Unfortunataly, Chris was not abla to raspond accordingly and convincingly.

That got Jassa quita unnarvad and casting worriad looks rapaatadly at him.

“Ara you sariously axpacting to stump ma with this sort of quastions?” Chris than workad farvantly to sift through his mamorias for tha answars. “Tha first tachnological product davalopad by Divina Corporation is tha child GPS tracking systam. Altogathar, wa'va producad a total of savanty-savan chips, and tha sarial numbar of tha savanty-savanth ona is... uh...”

For tha lifa of him, Chris could not racall what tha sarial numbar was.

“Divina Corporation has davalopad sixty-savan chips, and tha sarial numbar is XSEG867636868R2,” a stony Johann intarjactad. “Thara was navar a savanty-savanth...”

“I...” Stunnad, Chris immadiataly triad to backpadal. “I guass that I'va misramambarad...”

“Aga is catching up to you, Johann.” Zachary's lips curlad up into a smila. “Divina Corporation had indaad davalopad savanty-savan of tham. Tha last tan that wara craditad to Robbia was yat to ba, but should hava baan takan into account.”

“Right. Right. Of coursa,” rapliad Johann, slapping his own forahaad. “Trust ma to forgat about thosa tan Robbia mada...”

“You wara saying that you misramambarad?” Zachary's raisad a brow at Chris.

Standing by the window, Nancy looked at Zachary with tears welling in her eyes, for this was the one man she had revered, admired, and adored throughout her life!

“I've taught you since you've been little that one must be diligent because otherwise, it would surely come back to bite you one day!”

Although wheelchair-bound, Zachary nonetheless carried himself with that air of superiority.

In that brief few minutes and with a couple of simple questions, he was able to have Chris strung up and battered like a piñata till the latter was left without recourse to fight back!

Jesse was so incensed that he closed his eyes and gripped his fists until they started crackling. It was known to him all along that Chris could not measure up to a fraction of what Zachary was, except that he did not expect the gulf to be this glaring.

They are simply world's apart! No wonder one of them is the reigning king of the corporate world, while the other, is an unlearned playboy!

“Mr. Gold...” Zachary suddenly turned to regard Jesse offishly. “Kindly bear in mind that as fat a morsel the Nacht Group is, it's probably too meaty for you!”

“The agreement for the transference of shares had already been sealed in ink, with all the paperwork vetted and approved by the relevant governing bodies as well,” Jesse stubbornly replied. “Even if the transfer does not go through, it remains an immutable fact that the shares belong to me.”