Dauntless God Of War

Chapter 386

Marilyn tugged at the hem of Harold's shirt when she heard what her father said, but Harold refused to let them off the hook so easily. Marilyn tugged at the hem of Harold's shirt when she heard what her father said, but Harold refused to let them off the hook so easily.

“Family? You had Marilyn, Evelyn, and their mother dine with the subordinates at the banquet the day before yesterday. Did you think of them as family when you invited the subordinates but not them?” Harold retorted while glaring coldly at Zyaire.

Zyaire's face turned red with embarrassment and awkwardness when he heard that. Belongs to © n0velDrama.Org.

“I...”

He had wanted to defend himself, but the words were stuck in his throat.

Everything Harold mentioned was true, so there was nothing Zyaire could say in retaliation.

Marilyn's other relatives in the Schmidt family, too, had guilty looks on their faces.

Harold then turned around and asked Quintus, “Hey, Quintus! Are you done calculating the cost of the paintings yet?”

That was when Quintus finally realized Harold was avenging Marilyn, Evelyn, and Jeslyn.

“Yes, Mr. Campbell. Lazaro's The Last Meal was worth three hundred million when I acquired it three

years ago, but someone has been offering me one billion for it over the past two years, so let's set the price at one billion. As for the other two paintings, they cost one hundred and one hundred and thirty million and a little over fifty million, respectively. Their prices should have doubled up by now, so I'll consider three hundred million for those two. That gives us a grand total of one billion three hundred and sixty million!”

Quintus deliberately marked up the prices in order to help Harold out.

“Gambling King, since you're Marilyn's father, I'll go easy on you and give you a discount. You only need to pay one billion and three hundred million,” Harold said nonchalantly.

Zyaire nearly exploded with anger when he heard that.

Those three paintings are only worth five hundred million at most, but this b*stard raised the price up to one billion and three hundred million! Our company has suffered huge losses throughout the past few days after our stocks crashed, and now, we need to fork out over a billion... Our stocks are bound to drop even more if word gets out about this!

Everyone at the scene was shocked by Harold's demands and the prices of the paintings, but they didn't dare say a word because it was Quintus' collection.

“What's the matter, Gambling King? Are you short on cash or something? Why did you reject my offer to donate ten billion to the Schmidt family yesterday?” Harold asked with a sarcastic smile when he saw that Zyaire was livid with rage.

Eventually, Zyaire let out a helpless sigh and gave in to his demand. “I... Fine! Give me your bank account number, Mr. Campbell. I'll head back to the office and have the finance staff transfer the

money!”

After all, haggling was not exactly his forte.

“Give him the bank account number, Quintus!”

I came here with the intention of currying favor with the mysterious Mr. Campbell in hopes of restoring shareholder confidence and improving our stock prices. However, we ended up offending Harold and Quintus at the same time and suffered even more losses instead. Had I known that Mr. Campbell had been in my house for the past two days and was dating my daughter, I would have...

The look on Zyaire's face turned incredibly gloomy as he prepared to leave with his family after obtaining the bank account number.

“Hold it right there! Did I say you could leave?” Harold called out to Zyaire right as he was leaving with the rest of the Schmidt family.