The Supreme Man: Took Everything in Power
Chapter 627 Swollen Face

Reene took a deep breath. "Today, the Keans contacted me out of the blue and wanted to hand over Opulence Co. to me! That's the most profitable company in Kean Corporation. Should I accept it, Kingsley?" A soft smile appeared on Kingsley's face. "Of course, you should. This is the greatest deal ever!"

"But... Why would the Keans be so... generous?" She was excited and worried at the same time. "Are they really giving me such an expensive gift simply because of the failed matchmaking? Aren't they being a little too kind? I'm worried that there's a catch. It will be horrible if it's yet another reenactment of when Clarence asked me to take over Clark Corporation. It looks shiny from the outside but is actually rotten on the inside!"

Kingsley pursed his lips as he analyzed, explaining, "Given Kean Corporation's strength, I don't think they would do something as despicable as Clarence. I'm pretty sure that you have all to gain and nothing to lose by taking over Opulence Co."

She gradually set her heart at ease after listening to his advice because she had absolute trust in him. "Okay, I'll take your advice, then!" She breathed a long sigh of relief. "It looks like I'm a step closer to my dream of being the most capable career woman."

He was delighted when he saw how high-spirited she was. "Reene, I've told you that your career will only keep getting better!"

A smile spread across her face. "Since you're such a sweet-talker, I'm going to prepare a delicious dinner for you. I'll let you know once it's ready," she said and went downstairs in light steps.

He shook his head and returned to the bed with a grin on his face. Then, he grabbed his phone and phoned Andrew.

When Andrew picked up the call, Kingsley heard him taking a deep breath and impatiently demanding, "Who's this?"

"It's me."

"Dr. Nicholson?!" Andrew immediately recognized his voice. His demeanor did a complete 180 as he babbled, "I-Is something the matter?"

"Make sure your schedule is free tomorrow. I have something to ask you."

Although Andrew could sense the authoritative tone in Kingsley's voice, he still said hesitantly, "T-Tomorrow? May we meet in a couple of days instead, Dr. Nicholson?"

All of a sudden, Kingsley's voice turned indifferent. "When I treated Old Mr. Kean, I clearly told you that I have questions for you. What? Are you going back on your words now?"

"No, that's not what I mean," he hastily denied. "The thing is... My face is swollen from Grandpa's beating and it's so... embarrassing if I leave the house tomorrow."

Kingsley fell silent and finally understood why Andrew drew in a deep breath earlier when he picked up the call; he was probably in pain! Unfortunately, this was none of Kingsley's concern because he had no time to lose when the matter of spies was concerned and couldn't wait until Andrew recovered from his swelling.

"Tomorrow at 9.00AM, I'll see you in the cafe on the first floor of Neveah Department Store."

When Andrew realized that there was no way he could make Kingsley reconsider, he didn't bother arguing further and agreed. "Okay, Dr. Nicholson. I-I'll be there on time tomorrow."

By the time he finished setting up the appointment, Reene was almost done with dinner preparation as well, and after they enjoyed their dinner together happily. Then, he went to bed early with a full stomach. Early the next day, soon after Reene went to work, Kingsley got ready and drove himself to the Neveah Department Store.

He didn't leave the house with her because he didn't want her to know that he was connected to the Keans. Since he also planned to visit Mason, he had chosen to meet Andrew at the Neveah Department Store and found a spot facing the entrance of the cafe when he was there.

He checked the time on his watch and saw that there were still about fifteen minutes to 9.00AM. So, he decided to enjoy a cup of coffee while waiting for Andrew to make his appearance.

A few minutes later, a person with a branded scarf wrapped around his head appeared at the entrance of the cafe, acting suspiciously as he poked his head in.