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Jack

Jack ended his call and slammed the phone down with a loud bang.

How the hell did his father think he could pull a stunt like this on him?

If he thought for one minute, just one moment, that Jack was going to bend to his wishes like a puppet then he was sadly mistaken.

He would not be blackmailed into giving a public statement or attending a meeting. He had done so well staying afar for years. It did not matter if the public included just twelve board members. He would not do it.

His father could shove his subtly delievered threat up his ass.

If his father decided that his good for nothing cousin would get the company after his retirement, then so be it. Jack Grayson would not be blackmailed.

What had possessed his father to want to retire suddenly? He had always told his children that only death could make him retire and that Jack would become CEO when he was neatly tucked beneath