Legend Of Dragon Son-in-law
/ Legend of Dragon Son-in-law Chapter 1131
Chapter 1131: Chapter 1131: Morwenna's Birthday Celebration Chapter 1131: Chapter 1131: Morwenna's Birthday Celebration Morwenna!
Starlight Mansion!
This is the most luxurious hotel under the Whitaker Corporation, also one of the landmarks of Morwenna city!
Driving down from the highway, one can easily see the vast Starlight Mansion!
The hotel consists of one hundred and one floors, located in the busiest part of Morwenna city!
Yet compared to the entire Whitaker Corporation, it was merely a small fraction.
Today!
Starlight Mansion temporarily ceased operations!
The true controller of Whitaker Corporation, Ian Cook's father, Callum Cook,
was having his birthday celebration here!
Since the fall of the Whitaker family, and the opportunistic rise of the Cook family, this was Ian Cook's first time being so high-profile!
In fact, ever since Blaze Whitaker died, when Ian Cook took power and began snatching the Whitaker Corporation,
the people of Morwenna never stopped criticizing the Cook family!
At this moment, it was already six in the evening.
The parking lot of Starlight Mansion was already filled with luxury cars!
Cars worth tens of millions here didn't even qualify to have a name.
Morwenna, the capital, and surrounding provinces' bigwigs were all flocking in.
To celebrate Callum Cook's birthday!
It was rumored that at this birthday feast, Ian Cook had set up one thousand one hundred tables!
Even so, there were still many people who did not receive an invitation.
At the hotel entrance, luxury cars clustered like clouds!
Cars worth over hundreds of millions were waiting for security to verify their invitations.
Under normal circumstances, they would have exploded in furious rage!
Driving through forcefully!
With assets worth billions, who would dare to stop them?
But now, they waited as meekly as grandsons.
Some even prepared red envelopes for the security at the door.
There were several helipads at the hotel entrance.
Many bigwigs simply opted to arrive by helicopter, to avoid traffic.
Morwenna's Cook family was flattered not only because their assets were hefty.
Indeed, Whitaker Corporation was strong.
Yet among the guests, there were those who were worth even more than Ian Cook.
Whitaker Corporation's praise from all sides was fundamentally due to a piece of insider news!
It was rumored that Ian Cook personally led a team to develop a medicine.
This medicine could help people overcome numerous diseases!
Including cancer!
According to rumors, clinical trial participants in the late stages of cancer miraculously recovered after taking this oral solution!
This was a business opportunity!
A huge business opportunity!
Moreover, the Cook family did not intend to enjoy this joy alone.
They were willing to let others distribute this medicine.
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Once word got out, everyone came forward.
This was money!
A business opportunity!
And it was rumored that someone had already obtained a trial sample and confirmed its effectiveness.
Should this medicine be launched, it would bring about immensely huge influence.
Most people here today for the birthday had this in mind.
“Ah!
Times have changed!
Back in the day, when the Whitakers were still in Morwenna, they took good care of us locals!
Now this Cook family, ruthless and unyielding!”
“Exactly!
Ian Cook, cold-hearted and cruel, is simply a wicked woman!
It's just a pity for the Whitakers, coming from scholarly roots, yet meeting such a bleak end!”
“Good people don't live long, misfortunes last for millennia!
Callum Cook, that old man, still has the face to celebrate his birthday?
Doesn't he fear that in his dreams, the Whitakers will come asking for their lives?”
Passersby from Morwenna, pointing at the huge banner at the hotel entrance, cursed incessantly!
On the banner, Callum Cook's face was smiling, with “Happy Birthday” written below.
“Pah!
Man acts, heaven watches!
The Cook Family People will receive their karmic retribution!”
Some gnashed their teeth in hatred.
The Whitakers, coming from scholarly roots, had always been refined.
Despite possessing countless assets, they often took out money to benefit the local people.
Building bridges, fixing roads, doing charity.
The Whitakers in Morwenna had an excellent reputation.
Whenever Blaze Whitaker and the Whitakers were mentioned, everyone had nothing but praise.
But ever since Ian Cook took over, everything changed.
The true face of the capitalists, revealed without a doubt.
Whitaker Corporation first eliminated most of the local enterprises and after merging them, began raising the prices of various goods.
Previously, Blaze Whitaker always reduced the rent for tenants.
But now, not only had the rent increased, Ian Cook also charged various management fees.
Most of the shopping malls in Morwenna were built by Whitaker Corporation.
The merchants dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, holding it all in their hearts.
“At that time, Blaze Whitaker marrying Ian Cook turned out to be the biggest mistake!
A vicious woman, plotting against the Whitaker family!”
Everyone shook their heads and sighed, but they were powerless.
Boom!
At that moment, a sports car whizzed past.
Several pedestrians were frightened and fell to the ground.
“Ha ha, a bunch of losers!”
The young man in the car laughed loudly, driving straight into Starlight Mansion without even showing an invitation.
It was clearly a red light!
It was clearly a pedestrian crossing!
“Are you okay?”
A kind passerby went over to help the frightened pedestrians up.
“I'm fine!
That bastard, he'll die in a car crash sooner or later!”
The pedestrians cursed indignantly.
“Half a year ago, right on this street, a pregnant woman was hit and killed by him!
A life for two lives!” sighed a local of Morwenna, feeling helpless, “In the end, nothing came of it.”
“Who is this guy!”
The shocked pedestrians asked, frowning.
“Ian Cook's brother, Quamane Cook, a notorious wastrel.
In the future, if you see that car, stay far away.
As far as I know, no fewer than five people have died under that car!”
The road was furious, but powerless.
“To hit someone and still be so carefree?”
“The Cook Family has money and power, they intervene with money to smooth things over.
Besides, if it's a local from Morwenna, who can withstand being harassed by thugs every day!
That pregnant woman's husband was eventually driven to insanity, he turned on the gas at home and killed himself.”
“What a damned world!”
While a few people were muttering,
Three men and a woman appeared beside them.
“May I ask if Callum Cook is having his birthday in this building?”
Julius Reed asked with a smile.
Today, he was dressed in a black suit.
A white flower adorned his chest.
Following him were the composed Terry Moore, elegantly hat-tipped Karen, and Bamboo Whitaker.
“Coming to wish Callum Cook a happy birthday?”
The old man frowned slightly, clearly unhappy, “I don't know!
I'm not a local, I'm old and confused now!”
With that, he snorted coldly and turned to leave.
“Heh, it seems the Cook family isn't well-spoken of around here!”
Julius Reed was slightly taken aback, then laughed, “Bamboo, was it the same for your family in the past?”
“Pah!
Our family was nothing like this!”
Bamboo Whitaker picked up a small stone from the ground and threw it hard at a huge poster of Callum Cook.
“Hey!
Young girl, what are you doing!”
A man got out of a Ferrari, looking at Bamboo Whitaker, “Are you sick of living, daring to hit Mr.
Cook's poster!”
He was Levon Garcia, a local small businessman.
He was also there to celebrate Callum Cook's birthday.
“Kid, do you know what this is?”
Terry Moore held out a hand.
“Rolex?”
Levon Garcia raised an eyebrow and asked, “Showing off your wealth?”
“Wrong!”
Karen twisted his cap, heh-heh laughing, “That's the fist that's going to hit you!”
Bang!
The next moment!
Terry Moore's fist, as big as a sandpot, ferociously swung out!
Levon Garcia, caught off guard, was thrown three meters away!
His nose bridge immediately collapsed.
“Ouch!”
Levon Garcia lay in the middle of the road, crying out in pain.
“Since we're coming to wish him a happy birthday, we can't go empty-handed!”
Julius Reed looked at Terry Moore and Karen, “Wreaths and memorial tablets have already been sent in Beijing, do you guys have any suggestions?”
“Just go directly to a funeral wreath shop, the owner there knows everything!”
Karen scratched his buttocks, sniffed his hand, “On the way here, I saw a wreath shop opposite the hospital at the intersection.”
“Then, leave that to you to handle!”
Having said that, Julius Reed pulled Bamboo Whitaker and walked towards Starlight Mansion.
Chapter end
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