Chapter 100 A Big Short's Prisoner

• After Leonard left, the man obediently confessed everything he had known. Rex ordered people to arrest the man and then immediately sent people to the place to get the materials. At the same time, he called Ibrahim. “Mr. Clarkson, the man has confessed. Mr. Santos only took less than ten minutes to let the man submit obediently… Rex’s voice was a little excited. But before his words were finished, Ibrahim’s faint voice came from the phone. “I see.” And then Ibrahim hung up the phone, causing Rex’s face to be stunned. It seemed that Ibrahim was not surprised by such a result. Everything had been expected. Thinking of this, Rex couldn’t help showing a wry smile. Ibrahim and Leonard had some similarities. Both of them were good at planning and somewhat calculating.
• In a high–end hotel in Newden City, a middle–aged man stood in front of the floor–to–ceiling windows, overlooking the entire city. His subordinate came in, stood three feet behind him, and said in a low voice, “Mr. Walker, I heard that Jose Dillon confessed. Mr. Santos made him. It was used for less than ten minutes. And Jose wanted to teach Mr. Santos a lesson but in the end…” After listening to his subordinate’s report, Anthony, who was smoking a cigar, couldn’t help laughing. “It’s interesting. No wonder he was chosen as the heir by Mr. Clarkson.” “Many people in the company are confused about the decision of Mr. Clarkson. Some of the people who Mr. Clarkson promotes may not be good in character, but they are definitely not bad in ability. I’m looking forward to seeing him tomorrow.” After speaking, Anthony took a drag on his cigar and told the people behind him, “Contact Rex immediately. Tell him I will hold a banquet at Marriott Restaurant tomorrow, and I hope Mr. Santos will come.”
• “Yes, sir.” The subordinate nodded, turned, and walked out. Marriott Restaurant was the most luxurious restaurant in Newden City. Moreover, Marriott Restaurant had the background of the Governor’s Mansion behind it, and many big figures in Newden City liked to entertain guests there. In particular, the best lobby at Marriott Restaurant was impossible to book for money. The next morning, Anthony waited at the door of the hotel. In addition to Anthony, some heads of financial conglomerates of several prominent families in Newden City were also there. Among them, Parker, the Governor, and Waylon were impressively there. Only a man like Anthony could attract so many figures. Anthony stood in front of the crowd, and a middle–aged man wearing glasses stood side by side with Anthony. Even though Parker, the Governor of Newden City, could only stand behind Anthony. That was how high Anthony’s status was.