<b>Chapter </b><b>152 </b>
Upon hearing this, Edgar’s anger came an abrupt halt as he contemted, ‘Yeah, with her current rtionship with Ashton, if I could just get Briar toe back to the Jennings family… No, no, I’ve thought about this before. It’s not going to work. I’ve already tried to win her hack
But Briar was never going to give the Jennings family another chance.
With a heavy heart and a deep sense of regret, Edgar sighed, “It’s toote.”
Camden sensed what Edgar’s sigh meant, but he wasn’t willing to back down just yet. He felt a strong sense of responsibility for the future of the Jennings family. If he could make things even better before he officially took the lead, it would be a huge aplishment
Besides, he wasn’t the one who had to swallow his pride and apologize to Briar.
He pressed on, “Dad, are you giving up? Briar is my sister and your daughter. What kind of grudge could she possibly have that would make her turn her back on her father?
“And if one apology doesn’t work, then make it two. If two don’t work, then make it three… As long as we can coax Briar back home, we’ll have the right to negotiate a partnership with the Wade Group.
“Come on, Dad! This is all for the sake of thepany, for the sake of the Jennings family. <i>You </i>can’t give up so easily!”
Camden’s words finally swayed Edgar, and he thought, ‘Yeah, that’s right. No matter how capable Briar is, she’s still part of the Jennings family. A end of the day, she’s one of us.
“Everything Briar has done, and all those benefits she gained, should belong to the Jennings family.
*Even if Briar ends up mocking me, or if we fall out again, that father–daughter bond is something that can’t be broken.”
“Alright, I’ll try again,” Edgar finally agreed.
Camden’s face lit up at his words, and he added, “That’s what I’m talking about, Dad. You always told me that when there’s a 30% profit at stake, you put your pride and backbone aside. And if we can win Briar over<b>, </b>the benefits for us could be nearly 100%.”
Meanwhile, Briar, who had already stepped into the private room, had no idea what Edgar and Camden were talking about on the phone. She was too stunned by what she saw inside.
On the bar counter, next to the bartender, instead of the usual selection of drinks and cocktails, there was a surprising sight. About a third of the space was filled with seven or eight piping hot dishes, giving off an incredibly delicious aroma.
Hamish was the first to lose it at the unusual sight, bursting outughing at how out of ce it all looked.
Frederick joined in,ughing too. He chuckled, “Wow, who came up with this? That’s pretty clever.”
Reece rubbed his nose in response, “What are youughing at? These are for Briar.”
After saying that, he couldn’t help but shoot Ashton a re.
Ashton led Briar casually over to the bar and had her sit down. He said gently, “These are all your favorite dishes. Eat a little to fill your stomach first, and <b>I’ll </b>get them to bring some desserts overter.”
Briar nodded in response, “Alright.”
Honestly, it wasn’t just Hamish and the others who were surprised–even Briar thought it was quite amusing. Eating Zakian food<b>, </b><b>which </b><b>is </b><b>known </b><b>for </b><b>its </b>vor, in a bar felt unusual for that kind of atmosphere.
<b>Frank </b>was a total lightweight, so Connor had him sit down next to Briar and said, “Hey, you haven’t had dinner <b>either</b>, <b>right</b><b>? </b><b>Sit </b>down <b>and </b>eat <b>with </b><b>Missi </b>Jennings and keep herpany.”
Frank let out a resigned sigh in response. “Alright.”
Great, looks like I’m not getting any drinks tonight, he thought helplessly.
Briar and Frank were seated together, enjoying their meal while the rest of the group gathered around the bar, asking the bartender to make various drinks. Although Briar and Frank seemed a bit awkwardpared to everyone else, the atmosphere in the room soon became upbeat and energeti
Whenever Achton and his crew get together, they just couldn’t help but talk shop. Once the drinks started flowing, the conversation naturally shifted to business deals andpany coborations.
“Hey, did you ever look at that proposall had someone send youst time? Are you interested or not?” Pence asked, raising his ss to achten.
Ashton nced up before teasing, “Yeah, I saw it. I tossed it straight into the shredder. Who wrote that thing? it looked like some grade school essay”
“What the hell? I pulled two all–nighters to finish that proposal myself, and you just tossed it in the shredder?” Reece eximed, and he was about to lose <ol><li>it. </li></ol>
“How dare he question my writing?‘ he thought.
Frank was munching on his food and eavesdropping on the conversation. When he heard Reece speaking in a very sad voice, he just couldn’t hel and startedughing out loud.
‘Figures. Ashton’s ruthless streak isn’t just aimed at me. He strikes whenever an opportunity arises, Frank thought.
Reece immediately turned to him with a menacing look and demanded, “What are youughing at, you little brat?”
However, Frank wasn’t the least bit intimidated tonight. He instantly whined to Connor, “Connor, he’s picking on me again. Go, beat him up!”
Seeing the confident and somewhat spoiled look on Frank’s face, Connor’s expression immediately softened. He yfully messed up Frank’s haw and said, “Okay, okay, the adults are having a conversation here. It’s best for kids to step aside and eat their food.”
As Ashton’s most ruthless right–hand man, Connor could go toe–to–toe with Reece and Hamish, who were both ex–military powerhouses. He could take them on if he wanted, but honestly, there was no need for that.
Connor shooed Frank away and then gave Reece a respectful nod before stating, “Mr. Goodwin, please go easy on him, will you? He’s still just a kid.”
Reece rolled his eyes and grumbled, “You’re just spoiling him!”
‘Frank’s probably the most innocent one in the entire Wade family. Even Emily, the youngest, is always scheming something, he thought.
After a bit more small talk, Reece suddenly remembered the news he had received and perked up again. He announced, “Alright, let’s get down to business…”
Just as he was about to speak, he realized Briar was sitting right there. He paused and asked, “Ashton, is it cool if I talk about this in front of Briar?”
Briar, who was already half–full, waszily sipping on some mushroom soup. When she heard Reece mention her name, she nced over with curiosity.
Ashton met her questioning gaze and gave a straightforward exnation, “Reece got some news about you today. Someone’s put a price on your head.”
Briar’s eyes lit up with interest, and she asked, “Spill it! Who is it? How much is the bounty? Is it up on the dark web? Can I int the hit myself?”
Back in Qathana, she had taken plenty of jobs like that, and those gigs paid well.
Reece was thrown by her reaction. He froze for a second before asking, “Seriously! Are you not even a little freaked out? Someone wants <b>you </b>dead!*
Briar just grinned, totally unfazed. “Why would I be scared? I’ve got you guys, haven’t I?”
‘Besides, if someone wants to kill me<b>, </b>they would have to get close to me first,‘ she inwardly added.
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After Briar casually reacted to the news, Reece started to feel attracted surprise you’re with Ashton! You’re really amazing!”
“So, who’s trying to kill Briar?” Frank asked.
her. He gave her a thumbs–up and eximed, “That’s impressivet it’s no
Reece didn’t drag it out. He shot Ashton a look like he was ready for some drama and stated, “It’s someone we all know. Emily, from your family”
Thinking he must’ve misheard, Frank gasped, “Who? Emily?”
Connor’s brow furrowed, and he nced worriedly at Briar, who didn’t seem fazed. He turned his attention to Ashton, whose face was starting to turn cold. ‘Emily? What kind of trouble is she stirring up this time?
‘Wait, Emily is part of the extended family, a descendent of Mr. Griffin’s second child. Does that mean their family is trying to farget Miss Jennings<i>? </i>he thought.
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