Sir, Madam Dispeared Again After Divorce!
Chapter 1190 Agreeing to Your Terms

Neil, seeing his boss getting angry, had originally wanted to report that Zach deliberately tripped him.

However, as he noticed the sullen gaze of his boss, he swallowed back his words.

Dallin seemed to be displeased with him.

'Why?'

Neil didn't get it, nor did he dare to ask about it. Instead, he glared at Zach and slinked out while holding his head.

When Dallin was angry, he didn't dare to act recklessly.

After Neil left, Zach revealed a smug smile. Taking the chair, he brought it over to Julien and said, "Mr. Flint, please have a seat."

Julien slightly raised his chin, slowly sat down, and elegantly crossed his legs.

"Mr. Sullivan, you asked me just now if I was responsible for your injuries. Now I can tell you the answer. It wasn't me," Julien said, looking at Dallin, who still had an ominous look on his face.

Dallin turned to him. "It wasn't you? Do you think I'll believe that?"

He sneered, adding, "You're my only rival in Port City. Who else would do such a thing?"

"I don't know who did it, but I can tell you for sure, it wasn't me. I've always been fair and square. I wouldn't have taken such trouble if I meant to harm you. After all, even if I did act against you, there is nothing you could do."

Julien interlocked his fingers on his abdomen, looking at Dallin as if he were a clown.

Dallin fell silent, unable to come up with a response for a moment.

He couldn't replace any words to refute Julien.

There was a certain truth in Julien's words. Julien could indeed act against him openly.

And he couldn't fight back, not in this city.

Julien didn't have to take this approach.

In other words, Julien wasn't the one behind the attack.

'If it weren't Julien, who could it be?'

Dallin was lost in thought, images flashing through his mind, but Sydney's face was not among them.

Dallin didn't think Sydney was capable of doing such a thing.

Firstly, she was a woman, and secondly, what could she accomplish with her limited status?

Even with Julien's backing, she probably didn't dare make a move against him.

He never suspected Sydney simply because he looked down on women and believed that they couldn't achieve anything significant.

So, he ruled out the possibility of Sydney doing it.

Although Julien didn't know about Dallin's shallow perception, he wasn't worried even if Dallin suspected Sydney.

After all, Sydney only drew up the plan, and it was Luke who contacted Victor.

Even if Dallin were to investigate, he would only trace it back to Victor. It would not lead to Luke, not to mention Sydney.

"Mr. Sullivan, I'm here not to discuss who attacked you. It's your own matter to figure out. You can take your time to think about it and investigate. I don't want to waste my time on this," Julien said indifferently, raising his eyes.

Dallin had to temporarily put aside his suspicions and face Julien. "Since you're here not to mock me, I presume you're after your mother's legacy. Does that mean you're willing to agree to my terms?" Julien pursed his lips into a thin line. "I can release Greta on the condition you return the legacy. Don't play tricks, or I don't mind hunting you down at all costs. I don't think my grandfather would blame me for trading his merits for the exoneration of me of my family. What do you think?"

Dallin's pupils contracted, and for a moment he couldn't respond.

He didn't expect Julien to be so crazy this time.

Dallin dared to threaten Julien just because he believed that Julien would not kill him and spoil his grandfather's merits.

However, he forgot that unwillingness was one thing, and whether it would happen was another.

Julien might have changed his mind.

Dallin finally realized that he couldn't control Julien. Although he was unwilling, he had to face reality.

Dallin's arrogance dwindled, and his attitude became much humbler.

He put the gentle and cultured mask back on and smiled at Julien. "Rest assured. Although I am not a good person, I still have integrity. My words count, and as long as you bring the letter of understanding, I will give you the legacy. And don't worry, the legacy in my hands is a whole, so I can't leave any part behind. It will be all yours."

"Oh?" Julien narrowed his eyes.

So, it wasn't a photo or tape as Leaf and he guessed.

Those things could have countless backups.

The legacy mentioned by Dallin couldn't be separated, which meant no backups could be left.

If it were true, that would be a good thing.

Julien's eyes dimmed for a moment, but they soon regained their impenetrable state, making it impossible for anyone to read his mind.

"How do I know if you're speaking the truth?" Julien stared at Dallin.

Dallin smiled. "Don't try to sound me out. I'm telling the truth. If you don't believe me, I can't help it. You can take my life at any time, and I have no reason to deceive you at this juncture.'

Julien fell silent.

It made sense. If Dallin's words were proved a lie later, Julien would hunt him down regardless of everything.

In other words, Dallin's life had always been in his hands. If he wanted, he could take Dallin's life to avenge his father at any time.

He hadn't done so because he didn't want to waste his grandfather's merits. Even if he couldn't replace any evidence of Dallin's crime, he could still exact revenge.

In a sense, Dallin had been at his mercy.

Dallin knew that well.

He had to live before having a chance to gain freedom.

He didn't want to die so early.

So, he would not deceive Julien at this point.

Reassured, Julien stood up, walked closer to the bed, and looked down at Dallin. "Alright. I'll believe you this time. If I replace out you're lying, I will personally send you to hell." His gaze fell on Dallin's neck.

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