The Untouchable Son-In-Law: The Master Peregrine

Chapter 180: I Quit

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The next day.

Winsdale Cafe in San Francisco.

Yvette Larson had been waiting here for more than half an hour. The four men she was waiting for were business partners of the Larson Corporation.

Because they had seen how the Larson family had started earning more due to their collaboration with the Sullivan family, their greed had gotten the better of them.

They wanted a piece of the pie too. Of course, they never would’ve dared to do this in the past when Joseph Larson was still healthy and around.

But now, Joseph Larson was in a coma. In fact, nobody knew if he would ever wake up.

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This emboldened the four families.

Yvette Larson glanced at the time. ‘It’s been half an hour past the meeting time we had agreed on. It seems like they’re deliberately putting me in a difficult spot, but that doesn’t matter. As long as I can sign a contract with them, waiting even two hours won’t be a problem for me.’

Eventually, the four old men finally arrived after more than ten minutes.

“Yvette, we’re old fogies now, so walking is quite inconvenient for us. Sorry for making you wait. You won’t blame us for that, will you?”

Although Yvette Larson was annoyed inwardly, there was no way she could let that show. “You must be joking, Grandpa Stephen. It’s only right for me to wait for my elders.”

The man who had spoken was Stephen Turner, who held the highest status amongst the four.

As long as she could convince him, she’d have convinced all four families. He was the one who had stirred up trouble to begin with.

“Grandpa Stephen, we’ve considered your request on profit-sharing. Unfortunately, we can’t agree to it at this moment. I’m sure you know that our family has just started our collaboration with the Sullivan family and has invested all our money in that project. We’re really living from hand to mouth now. Why don’t we do this? Three years from now, when we break even and start making profits, we’ll share the profits with the four of you. How’s that?”

Yvette Larson’s proposition was as good as nothing. Three years could be extended into another three years, and another three—it could be endless.

To put it bluntly, the Larson family didn’t want to let them have a single cent.

“Yvette, you’re wrong there. I have to say something. When the Larson family needed help, our four families never abandoned you guys. Don’t you think you guys aren’t being very nice by leaving us behind now that you’re making good money?”

Yvette Larson was clear that this was a black hole. ‘I can’t afford to give in this time. If I do, they’ll only make even more ridiculous demands in the future again and again. Eventually, the Larson family will crumble at their hands.’

“How about this, Grandpa Stephen? I’ll give each of you a sum of money from my own pockets. I hope that you’ll all be healthy, but I really have no say over the profit-sharing.”

Stephen Turner waved her off. “Yvette Larson, how could you be so insensible? When your grandpa fell ill, we rushed down to the hospital immediately. Our families have such long histories with each other. Now that the Larson family is making money yet leaving us behind, what will your grandpa think if he learns of it?”

Yvette Larson rolled her eyes inwardly. ‘Would you guys dare to do this if Grandpa was still healthy? You guys are just striking now that you see an opportunity.’

“Sigh, it looks like we’re old and don’t matter anymore,” Stephen Turner grumbled. He then turned to Yvette Larson. “Yvette Larson, let’s cancel our contracts since you don’t care about us. Of course, you can try to keep us in other ways.”

With that, Stephen Turner slid his hand over to her.

Feeling something amiss, Yvette Larson quickly retracted her hand. “What do you mean, Grandpa Stephen?”

“Nothing much. Don’t you know the rules of our industry?”

Yvette Larson backed away as she glared at the other. “Stephen Turner, you’d better watch your behavior. You claim that you’re brothers with my grandpa, yet you dare to do such a thing now?”

Stephen Turner sneered. “Why are you getting so worked up? Since I’m brothers with your grandpa, why don’t you get your grandpa to stand up for you now? Yvette Larson, I’ll be honest with you. I’m already prepared to forfeit all the money I threw into this project, but how much has the Larson family invested in it? Can you afford to lose that?”

Stephen Turner was right. The Larson family had invested all of their assets into the project with the Sullivan family, and it would take three years before they would break even. This meant that the Larson family would have to declare bankruptcy.

It would be no big deal for Stephen Turner to stir up trouble by delaying the project.

“Have you thought it through? It’s something everyone does, so you won’t be the only one. Why are you so scared?”

No sooner had Stephen Turner finished his sentence than a glass of water was splashed on him.

Yvette Larson was fuming, and she stomped off. ‘I’m a decent lady, and I’m never going to stoop down to that level.’

She returned to the Larson Corporation, enraged.

Just then, Quince Larson walked into her office. “Yvette Larson, what do you mean by this? Grandpa Stephen just called me to say that you splashed a glass of water on him.”

Yvette Larson had already been infuriated, and Quince Larson’s words only added to her displeasure. “What? It’s good enough that I didn’t splash him with boiling water.”

“Yvette Larson, watch your words. I’m the chairman in the office and at home. I’m the family head, so is this how you should be talking to me?”

“What’s wrong with my attitude? Do you know what that b*stard wanted to do to me?”

Quince Larson asked, “What?”

Then, he thought of it. “Oh, so that’s why you’re so angry. But why should you be so angry? That piece of trash at home doesn’t even touch you, so shouldn’t you be happy that someone else is willing to do it while benefiting the company?”

Splash!

Yvette Larson picked up the glass of water on her desk and splashed it on Quince Larson.

“Yvette Larson, you’re crazy.”

“You’re the crazy one, Quince. I quit.” She shoved everything on her desk onto the ground. Then, she let out a deep breath before leaving.

Quince Larson was still in a daze as he watched his cousin leave. ‘What does she mean by this? Did she just quit? That woman has such a fiery temper. I just lectured her, and she quit! Besides, I didn’t even say much. This happens in every industry! Why can’t she do it if others can?’

The moment Yvette Larson walked out of the office building, she couldn’t help but think that the air outside felt exceptionally fresh.

Just then, she spotted Eleanor Larson walking toward her. “Why are you here? Have you settled it with Stephen Turner? If you can’t even deal with that, why don’t you just resign?”