A Second Chance at Forever

Chapter 329

Vinson looked at him, no longer with contempt but with a bit of fear, “Who the hell are you?” This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

Bernard glanced at him, seemingly out of patience, and said coldly, “You’ve got a

a minute

He held the knife in his hand, pointing to the contract, signaling him to sign within a minute, or the consequences would depend on his mood.

As the knife tip slid across the paper, Vinson shuddered in fear.

He looked at the man trembling, then at the contract, hesitating, “The Clowers Group is the Clowers family’s business. If I sign this contract, I be the traitor of the Clowers Group.”

Bernard had lost his patience and didn’t want to hear any more pointless talk. He raised the knife and stabbed it directly into his shoulder.

After the stabbing, he quickly pulled out the knife, never even blinking.

Vinson screamed in pain, the sharp sound echoing eerily in the open wilderness.

The woman in the car, who had thought that these masked men wouldn’t hurt anyone, was shocked to see that they actually did.

Scared, she tried to open the car door and escape, but the masked men surrounding the car held the door shut.

Wrapped in her coat, she shrank in the back seat, staring in terror at the bronze–masked man outside the window.

“You better sign quickly, or we’ll cut off your hand and use your handprint…”

After Caleb finished speaking, he stepped on Vinson’s back again, causing him to scream in pain.

He was too old to endure such torture, so without further hesitation, he picked up the pen and signed his name on the contract.

After signing, he realized that the buyer was actually Jason!

He looked up in surprise at the man who had just stabbed him.

“Jason sent you?”

Wasn’t Jason already dead? How could it be him?

He looked at the contract in disbelief again, and when he saw that the purchase price was hundreds of times lower than the market price, he almost fainted.

He originally thought that signing with the Laurence Group would make him a fortune, enough for several lifetimes….

Now, he had handed over the Clowers Group that he had worked so hard to obtain to Jason, and he regretted it like hell!

But Bernard didn’t give him a chance to regret it. He took the contract back, threw it to Caleb, and ordered, “Make him hand over the company seal, deal with the other shareholders of the Clowers Group, and then-”

He lowered his head and said, “Take his criminal record and send him to the police station.”

After saying this, Bernard turned around, wiping the blood off the knife with a handkerchief and walking towards the luxury car.

Upon hearing that he was going to be taken to the police station, Vinson was immediately furious, “You’re going too far! I’ve already given you my Clowers Group company as you requested, and now you’re taking me to the police station? That’s just bullying!”

Bernard paused, looked back at him coldly, and said, “The Clowers Group is his, not yours.”

After he finished speaking, fie slightly raised his hand, and Caleb immediately understood, raising his hand and giving Vinson a hard slap.

Bernard got in the car amidst the pleas for mercy.

The driver quickly started the car and headed towards the airport.

After returning to the villa late at night, he asked Bryson to fetch the wedding dress stored on the rooftop.

The dress was covered in diamonds and designed by a famous international wedding dress designer.

This was a precious collectible that Bernard had purchased for a fortune three years ago. It was one of a kind in the world.

Bryson took out the key, opened the display case, and took out the dress, placing it in front of Bernard.

Bernard touched the wedding dress, imagining Eleanor wearing it and walking towards him on the red carpet, his thin lips slightly curving upward and a smile flickering in his eyes as if he were the one marrying her.

He stared at the dress for a long time, putting away the fantasy that would never come true, and looked at Bryson, “Send this to Eleanor and make sure she accepts it.”

Bryson hesitated, frowning. “Mr. Laurence, wasn’t this wedding dress bought for your future wife?”

He had heard that Ms. Shultz was getting married to someone else. Why did Mr. Laurence still want to give such a precious wedding dress to that woman?

Bernard smiled gently, “I bought it to give it to her…”

This ungiven wedding dress could only belong to Eleanor, even if the man she was marrying wasn’t him…