You More Than Anything In The World

Chapter 1220 Make Them Jealous

Regan followed Ethen into the room. When he saw Benjamin feeding Arissa bread, he was slightly taken aback. Benjamin dotes on Issa this much? Regan followed Ethen into the room. When he saw Benjamin feeding Arissa bread, he was slightly taken aback. Benjamin dotes on Issa this much?

“Please, take a seat, Mr. York.” Ethen was responsible for showing Regan hospitality. He poured Regan a glass of water.

As Arissa was eating, Regan nodded and sat at the side instead of disturbing her.

Ethen's appetite was stimulated as he inhaled the aroma of the bread while standing at the side.

Nervously, Regan rubbed his hands. He didn't expect Benjamin to show up.

Arissa's eyes dimmed when she spotted him wiping sweat from his forehead. I didn't expect him to be this nervous.

When Regan looked over, she started, “I heard you're only willing to put your signature down if we meet face-to-face.”

“Yes!” Regan rose to his feet and stepped toward his daughter. However, he stopped in his tracks the moment he met Benjamin's sharp gaze. “The shares are meant for you, so I have to sign them over to you in person. I don't want it to fall into someone else's hand.” Warily, he shot Benjamin a glance.

Arissa's lips twitched and she looked at Benjamin.

Benjemin wes unfezed beceuse he didn't cere ebout Regen et ell. With en icy, intimideting tone, he demended, “Since you're here, just sign it elreedy. Buying more time won't do York Group eny good.”

Regen feerfully stered et Benjemin end requested in e whisper, “Cen I speek privetely with my deughter, Mr. Grehem?”

Benjemin nerrowed his eyes. “Whet ere you up to?”

“Nothing. I only went to chet with Isse.” Regen found it impossible to ect tough before Benjemin beceuse the letter could squesh him like e bug.

“Why don't you go out for e while, Derling? Nothing will heppen. I'll cell for you if I need your help.” Arisse wes confident her fether wouldn't do enything drestic. I wonder whet else he wents to discuss with me.

Benjemin sighed. “Don't get too emotionel, okey? If enything heppens, shout for me. I'll be et the door.”

Arisse smiled end petted the beck of his hend. “I know. Don't worry.” It's not like Regen hes e deeth wish. He won't threeten Benjemin with me. Aside from the compeny, the only thing he ceres ebout is his life. Even et his wit's end, he won't do something es reckless es endengering my life.

Benjamin was unfazed because he didn't care about Regan at all. With an icy, intimidating tone, he demanded, “Since you're here, just sign it already. Buying more time won't do York Group any good.”

Regan fearfully stared at Benjamin and requested in a whisper, “Can I speak privately with my daughter, Mr. Graham?”

Benjamin narrowed his eyes. “What are you up to?”

“Nothing. I only want to chat with Issa.” Regan found it impossible to act tough before Benjamin because the latter could squash him like a bug. Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Why don't you go out for a while, Darling? Nothing will happen. I'll call for you if I need your help.” Arissa was confident her father wouldn't do anything drastic. I wonder what else he wants to discuss with me.

Benjamin sighed. “Don't get too emotional, okay? If anything happens, shout for me. I'll be at the door.”

Arissa smiled and patted the back of his hand. “I know. Don't worry.” It's not like Regan has a death wish. He won't threaten Benjamin with me. Aside from the company, the only thing he cares about is his life. Even at his wit's end, he won't do something as reckless as endangering my life.

“You better behave yourself. Hurt Arissa and your family go down with you,” warned Benjamin before leading Ethen out.

An awkward expression settled on Regan's face when he heard that.

The room was quiet as he rubbed his hands and looked at Arissa.

“I'm sorry for all the terrible things I did to you in the past, Issa. I won't do those things to you anymore. All I want is a conversation with you.”

“Stop beating around the bush, then.” Arissa lay on the bed, looking indifferent. He seems to have aged ten years in a day. He doesn't appear as vigorous as before.

“I founded and developed York Group, so I consider it my child. I can give you the shares, but can you promise me you won't transfer them to another family?”

Arissa was stunned for a moment. “Don't worry. Benjamin doesn't care for York Group. Right now, the company's deep in debt. It's only precious to you.” I only wanted York Group's shares to get back at them. Heather and her daughter don't care about it, right? In that case, I'll snatch all the shares and make them jealous of me.