Chapter 733

Gregory probably never expected that after all his scheming, he'd still end up being outplayed by Francis Coleman. Not that he cared too much—he thought he still had backup plans. "You really think just holding those shares is enough to keep the Beach Group in one piece?" Gregory sneered, a hint of mockery in his voice. "Without me, you're nowhere near ready to take on Beckett." "Exactly why we should be working together," Francis replied calmly, eyes fixed on him. "Win-win, right?" Gregory squinted at him, voice laced with suspicion. "Alright then, talk. What kind of 'cooperation' are we talking about?" "I'm the CEO here. You help me, you're helping yourself. I can keep you in the picture. Beckett, though? He won't. This company can be ours—mutually." Francis laid down the real transfer contract on the table. "Help me handle Beckett, and those shares? They're all Clinton's." Gregory frowned, visibly surprised. "Wow, didn't peg you for someone so ruthless. You hide that side pretty wel