"I want 15% of Anderson Group's shares."

Stephen's expression changed instantly. He remained silent for a while.

Mark sneered. "So, Yvonne still has a price in your heart. I thought it would be priceless. I was too—"

"Okay," Stephen interrupted Mark.

Mark was stunned.

Then, he chuckled. "You're one generous man!"

Stephen glared at him coldly. "I hope you stick to your word. If not, not only will I make you pay, but you'll also have to pay back a thousand times more."

"Of course, don't worry, Mr. Anderson."

Mark stopped smiling, looking arrogant. "I'm not the shady type of businessman."

"You better keep to your word." With that, Stephen walked away.

Mark watched as Stephen left. He slowly drank the rest of his alcohol and sneered.

As Stephen returned to his car, he was no longer that tense, but his stomach started to hurt. He clutched his stomach through furrowed brows.

Julian could smell the alcohol. He asked worriedly, "Did Mark force you to drink?"

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