Chapter 403

At that moment, Arnold was still basking in his triumph. He was completely unaware of the situation Jerold was facing on the other side. He glanced sideways at his younger brother, Lambert, whose expression was as cold as ice, and suddenly a sly smile crept onto his lips. "Speaking of which, I must thank you, third brother, for stepping aside and letting me take the credit for the deal," Arnold said, referring to the contract he had signed just days after Lambert had abruptly left. Though, in truth, the deal should have been Lambert's. But who could blame him? He hadn't signed it. Before the ink dried on the contract, it was anyone's guess who had truly secured the deal. And now, Arnold had reaped the benefits without lifting a finger. To the outside world, it appeared as though he had masterfully negotiated the deal, a feat that naturally filled him with pride. Add to that the downfall of Lucian and the unexpected windfall of fifty billion—it all seemed to confirm that the heavens wer