A Promising Youth

Chapter 29 Knowing It's a Trap

At that moment, Clara looked at me with immense seriousness, and I looked at her with confidence.

I never went to college, but for four years in prison, in that place of undivided attention, I studied almost

like a hunger under the guidance of Master and the teachers!

Master said, “If you want to change your fate, you have to put in ten times or even a hundred times

more effort than others. If you can't even compete with others in terms of effort, how can you talk about

competing with others in terms of “family” and “connections”?”

“Ok, Get your man over here! The position of Executive Vice President has to be filled by Matteo!”

At that moment, Clara trembled her red lips and slapped her palm on the table.

“Wait, I have not done talking.”

Greyson hastened to interrupt with a sly look in his eyes, saying,

“Before this bet takes effect, the formula of ‘General Grey’ must be incorporated into the company's

assets.”

I seem to understand something. The second shareholder seemed to be aiming at the “formula”.

Clara violently grabbed my clothes, as if trying to persuade me not to gamble. After all, the value of that

formula was equal to six Blue Butterfly Textile Factories.

Seeing our hesitation, the second shareholder immediately added.

“Miss Clara, I know you've always wanted to get rid of me from the company, now the opportunity is

right in front of you, don't back out!”

“Greyson Morris, don't try to provoke me!

The formula is Matteo's, I can't do anything about it.”

Clara glared at him in exasperation, with her hand still holding my shirt imploring me to give up.

“Young man, I've heard all about you. You've come a long way to help Clara, you must like her. This is

a good opportunity.

As long as you help Clara and squeeze me out of the company, Clara will like you

It's worth a fight for love!”

Greyson smiled grimly. How could I not see through this little trick of his?

Taking a long breath, I gently pushed Clara's hand away and said.

“Okay, Mr. Greyson, I'll bet with you!”

Clara immediately said.

“Are you mad? If we lose, we'll lose the company and your formula!”

With a cheeky smile, I said. “Sister, I'm doing it for you!

I hadn’t been a hero since I was a kid, so I have to be brave today.”

“No!”

She stood right up, grabbed my arm and said.

“Miss Clara, so what you're saying is that Matteo is not qualified to serve as the executive vice

president of the company?”

Greyson smiled. If we didn't bet, it was his wish.

I turned my head to look at him and said.

“I will take the debt. Mr. Greyson, if I'm right, you've drawn up the contract, right? Just get it out and

let's sign it!”

Hearing my promise, Greyson stood up violently and said excitedly.

“Here's the contract, it's signed on my end.”

“Are you stupid? It's obviously a trap, so why do you have to go into it?”

Clara was so anxious. How could I not see that it was a trap?

With pen in hand, I asked as I read the contract.

“Mr. Greyson, who exactly is competing with me? Let him come forward. I can't sign this contract until I

see him.”

He nodded with a smile, took his phone out and sent a text message, and then a short while later, a This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

svelte looking man with gold rimmed glasses walked into the office at a sedate pace.

At that moment, the entire conference room was silent, and Clara's face was as white as paper.

“Senior?”

“Clara, it's been a long time!”

I had to admit this man was super handsome.

There was an air of social elitism!

He sat down next to Clara, held up his gold-rimmed glasses, and said with a charming smile.

“Clara, after seven years of writing me love letters, why did you stop writing them?”

At that moment, Clara flushed, bowed her head and said shyly.

“After I graduated, my family was at a mess, so I didn't have the heart to think about anything else...

Senior, what are you... doing here?”

He leaned back in his chair, raised his chin extra-high, looked at me and said.

“I was entrusted to be here for ‘General Grey’.

Don't worry, even if you lose, I'll stay and help you develop your mother's factory.

Clara, I won't leave and stay with you forever.”

Hearing this, Clara's eyes clearly swept a trace of surprise, but then she stood up with a tight frown,

pulled my arm and said.

“Matteo, don't compete with him. I wish Marcel Sharp to be our executive vice president!”

Those words however pierced my heart instantly!

Taking a deep breath, I restrained my emotions and asked

“Why?”

Just because you're old friends?

Just because he's good-looking?

Because you... like him?”

“No, no, no.”

You can't beat him. You don’t know how good he is!”

Clara clutched my arm, stared at me and said.

“He has an IQ of 160 and is the only one in our high school got full scholarship and studied abroad!

And all these years, he's been working for a well-known foreign company!”

“Clara, there's no need to persuade. He will definitely compete with me, it's a matter of man's dignity,

it's useless for you to persuade!”

This man, named Marcel Sharp, looked at me lazily and said.

“Matteo, let's not compare, Marcel will help me if he joins the company. With you and Marcel, we can

definitely develop very well in the future.”

Clara pursed her red lips and looked at me with extra excitement.

“Clara, but one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers! Right, Matteo? I don't bully you, let’s

compete with what are you good at, sales, planning, marketing? Or economics, management,

technology?”

I'd never seen anyone so fucking crazy!

To be honest, I was enraged, but I didn’t lose my mind. Taking a deep breath, I looked at him lightly and

said.

“It's the Stone Family? Or is it Andrew?”

He sat straight up and said.

“Andrew and I work for the same company. Let's put it this way, no matter you win or not, the shares of

Greyson will be given back to Clara and he will quit the company.”

“No! Marcel, that's not what we said before. I'll help you get the formula, you help me win the equity,

you can't go back on your word!”

At that moment, Greyson was so scared that he was sweating.

“Our company will compensate you five times over, so now please shut up!”

After Marcel finished speaking, Greyson's face instantly turned from sadness to joy!

“Matteo, let's begin, take your formula and bet me on Clara. If you lose, I will leave.”

He said with unmistakable calmness.

Clenching my fists tightly, I turned my head slowly towards Clara. I didn't have the courage to tell her

that I liked her, so I could only ask.

“Sis, do you like this man?”

She fell silent. Her head pressed down, and finally she said coyly.

“I don't want to talk about personal issues right now, I just want to grow the company.”

For a woman, no answer was the best answer, and how could an ordinary plain man like me compare

to this handsome man in front of me?

Taking a long breath, I said.

“Sis, I'm betting on it!

No matter I win or lose, Greyson will leave so that your company will be on track and I will be repaying

the favor!

And the land in JB City was bought it in the name of the Blue Butterfly Company. In less than a year, it

will definitely appreciate in value, this is my last gift to you.”

“What do you mean?”

The next moment, Clara tilted her head violently and asked, clutching my arm tightly.

“Sis, I'm going to leave after the bet.”