My Wife Is A Gift From Heaven

Chapter 37 Confrontation

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Standing in a spacious and luxurious office with a darkened face, Cliff said, "This is what you want. "

Cliff threw a well-sealed report on the desk made of mahogany. His voice was as cold as ice.

He had to face what he had to face. He had never thought of escaping. Therefore, the best solution to get rid of shitty things was to deal with it, it was written in his life motto.

A well spirited old man sat behind the desk, dressed in Chinese suit and with silver hair combed neatly. He just lifted his eyelids and did not want to take a look at the report.

"I didn't expect you to be so fast. I thought you could calm down a little longer."

"Isn't this what you want? What's the difference? "

"Yes, there is no difference."

The old man held the report in his hand, pretending to glance at it in a casual way, and then snorted coldly.

"Even though you are a member of the Huo family, the Huo Company isn't usually held by a young man like you. Do you think you are qualified to inherit the Huo clan?"

"Cliff, you should know that I have high requirements for both blood and qualifications. If you fail to meet my requirements, you will be nothing. "

Cliff cast a scornful glance at the old man. The forced smile on his face was full of sarcasm. "Old man, perfection does not exist in the world. You should try to accept flaws, right? Or how could you know it wasn't what you wanted? "

Or, old man, do you think you are the most perfect one in the world? Can't be surpassed by others? "

It was like a sharp knife, stabbing hard into the old man's heart.

The old man wasn't angered by his cold remarks, but his face didn't look good.

"Humph! Cliff Huo, why are you still so stubborn to oppose me? Do you think insisting you are right is still such a good idea? "

"Cliff Huo, you know, it's a good thing for a person to be confident, but don't be too much. It's like water and will spill out from a bottle sooner or later."

"But if you're so confident about yourself, then how do you explain what happened that year?"

The old man's wise and deep eyes were very much like Cliff's.

A hint of cruelty flashed across Cliff's face as he interrupted, "I don't want to mention the past anymore. I don't care what on earth the truth is. As long as I know it, everything will be fine. Why are you still holding on to it, old man? "

The anxiety showing on his face was perceived by the old man, but he didn't move and his face looked as usual.

"No matter how many years have passed, it turns out that you are not perfect. You are a defect."

"A flaws doesn't dare to face her own mistakes. What does it mean?"

The old man stood up suddenly with his hands on the desk made of mahogany. "It only proves that you're afraid, you're afraid, and you're not strong enough..."

The old man said with a cold smile, coming to his senses. He was taking control of this conversation.

Cliff couldn't be very patient. He had gone through a lot of things recently and he knew Lena had given birth to a baby, let alone...

"Enough!" Cliff thundered, his eyes burning with rage. He smashed his fist against the table.

"It's all my fault, all right? Why can't you stop it? "

"You have one of my babies. What do you want to do? Interfere with me? Or take me under your control? Or control the next generation as well? "

"You always like to control others and let others follow your orders. Have you ever thought about others' feelings?"

"Grandfather, my dear grandfather, you'd better not interfere in my life, and do not control my next generation. You should have a good rest, too tired is not good for you to live out of retirement!"

That was something Cliff had always wanted to tell Henry, his grandfather.

A man with absolute control and leadership.

There was short silence in the room. The faces of the old and the young were darkened.

Henry let out a gentle sigh and finally broke the ice. "If so, you do whatever you like by yourself! "

Henry sighed in a chilly voice.

Cliff swallowed hard. "The baby is with you. I don't want anything to happen to him. "

Henry squinted his long, wrinkled eyes. "That's what you said. I didn't force you."

"No one can force me, and I also hope that you don't spread rumors. You must ensure the safety of the child, understand?"

"If I don't protect my great grandson, who will protect him?"

"You?"

"Cliff Huo, you should think more about yourself."

"Well, my humble crib is not good enough for you. You can leave now! "

With the rustling of Tang costumes, Henry turned around. With his hands behind his back, he looked at the buildings in distance.

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Then, Cliff bowed and left.

"He is an asshole!"

Murmurs echoed in the office.

"Mr. Huo, can I ask you to come with me?"

It was a cool car. When it stopped right in front of the entrance of the building, Cliff's face darkened. He had a bad impression of it.

"Get out of my way!"

They had fought with each other for many times recently, and so Cliff was familiar with who they were.

The well-known Ghost fire not only had the hard hacker technology, but also was the first-class in fighting, especially the means were very low-level.

"Mr. Huo, if you don't do it yourself, we'll have to do it." Ghost fire just smiled.

Half of his face was wearing a mask. In the sunshine, it burst out the cold light, which was identical to the name of the Ghost fire.

"Mr. Huo, let's put peace in the first place? You get on the car and go with me. I promise that I will send you back unharmed after I finish the job, okay? " Ghost fire said in a friendly tone, as if he was just bargaining with the market.

Mr. Huo glanced at Ghost fire and said nothing. Then he got in the fancy sports car.

The sports car was like an arrow that darted off when Mr. Huo got in it.

"Master, Mr. Cliff was taken away. "

At the same time, on the top floor of the building, in front of Mr. Huo, a middle-aged man about 50 years old was standing and saluting him respectfully.

"Follow them."

"Yes, my Lord."

"Hey, Cliff. Aren't you afraid? "

Ghost fire was playing heavy music in the car, singing and dancing with the music.

Even so, he still drove the car steadily and fast.

"What could I possibly be afraid of? You? "