Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1105: Chapter 1105: What’s the Purpose? Chapter 1105: Chapter 1105: What’s the Purpose? Juliet Jordan couldn’t believe her ears, “They said they’d go after Bowie, and you’re apologizing to them!”

Jacob Clark turned around fiercely and snapped at her, “Shut up!”

“Oh, our President Clark still has quite the manly spirit, huh? Just now, I thought maybe we got President Clark’s gender wrong. I figured President Clark was the lady, and Madam was the real man.”

That was calling him a coward!

Jacob Clark, listening to the brazen laughter ringing in his ears, felt unprecedented humiliation. That humiliation was like having his pride and dignity trampled on the ground and viciously ground underfoot several times!

He was utterly bewildered, feeling as if he was caught in a surreal nightmare.

How did things turn out this way, and how could he have fallen to such depths?

While he was stunned and metaphorically getting slapped by others, the leading man finally stopped mocking and, clapping his face, said, “Looks like President Clark is ‘sensible’ after all. The Brothers here thank President Clark for letting this go. President Clark is giving us so much face; we won’t beat around the bush anymore. Our boss is quite impressed with President Clark’s capabilities and happens to have a venture in Country W that needs someone to manage. Would President Clark be willing to go to Country W and help our boss out with it?”

“Go to Country W?” Jacob Clark frowned, feeling instinctively that something wasn’t right.

Why would these people be so agreeable?

The man, as though he had read Jacob’s thoughts, said bluntly, “Of course, our boss just has this idea, there’s no force involved. President Clark is willing, then go. If not, we’ll proceed with the usual debt collection process. I guess it won’t be long before Brother Paul will know that President Clark’s investment failed. I hope by that time, I’ll still be able to collect the money while President Clark and Madam are still alive to pay.”

Jacob Clark’s face turned ashen. He was so anxious, he blurted out without a second thought, “I’m willing! Willing!”

Juliet Jordan, upon hearing that Brother Paul would want their lives, turned pale with fright and couldn’t speak a word.

The man, as though he knew Jacob would agree, took out the contract, “Make sure you read it carefully, President Clark. In addition to the house, car, stocks, and the money in your bank accounts, you now owe our boss 18 million in cash. This amount will be deducted from your monthly salary. What does President Clark’s Madam know how to do? Seems like she doesn’t know how to do much, right?”

Without even thinking, he said, “Then she’ll stay there as a cleaning lady. Give President Clark’s Madam a salary of 180 dollars a month.”

They were actually suggesting she become a cleaning lady!

Juliet Jordan couldn’t believe her ears.

The man kept on speaking, “Given that President Clark owes so much, our boss said let’s settle for a three percent interest rate. Every month, Finance will deduct it from your salaries, leaving Madam’s salary for living expenses.”

Eighteen million, even a three percent interest can snowball to an unimaginable amount.

Just trying to pay back 750 dollars a month, they would never be able to repay it all.

But Jacob Clark and Juliet Jordan had no choice. The other party was certain they wouldn’t dare to resist because the moment they disagreed, their investment failure would be exposed, and Brother Paul would immediately come after them. In that case, if they didn’t die, they would still be skinned alive.

Compared to immediate death, scrambling to survive was their only option.

They couldn’t just not resist; they had to be thankful and gratefully thank the other party.

Juliet Jordan had realized that this investment might have been a trap set for them, but now, she also had no way to turn the situation around and could only submit.

But who exactly set the trap for them, and what was the purpose?

Was it just to humiliate them?