Rebirth of the Deadly Beauty novel Chapter 170

Isaiah was so close to securing Boris as a major client. He couldn't afford to let all his efforts go to waste.

"Mr. Rowse, you need not say anything more. I will not agree to this!" Harold spoke firmly, leaving no room for discussion.

Isaiah sighed in frustration when he saw that Harold wouldn't budge. "Mr. Henderson, why are you being so stubborn? This is a rare opportunity. You might be giving up the old villa, but you're gaining a valuable connection with Mr. Caldwell.

"Do you know how many people in Creybia want to befriend Mr. Caldwell? He couldn't even be bothered to acknowledge them!"

Harold shook his head. "It's not that I'm being stubborn. I might consider selling my possessions, but the Henderson residence is my bottom line. It's a matter of principle!"

He knew that continuing this conversation with Isaiah was just a waste of time. So, he stood up to leave, intending to try his luck at other banks.

But when Isaiah saw that he was leaving, he panicked. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up abruptly.

He shouted, "Harold, Mr. Caldwell is showing you the greatest respect by offering such a sweet deal. Don't be an ingrate!"

Isaiah had previously assured Boris with absolute confidence that he could get Harold to sell the villa.

If this deal fell through, not only his chance at promotion and a raise would go down the drain. He might even offend Boris, and his future would be bleak.

"If you refuse to sign this contract, then all the previous loans the bank issued to you will have to be repaid immediately. If you can't pay them back, I'll have no choice but to follow protocol and have someone seize Henderson Group's assets!

"You may be a big-shot CEO of a publicly traded company now, but if your company is being seized, you'll be left drowning in debt and end up penniless. Even if you don't care about yourself, you should think about your wife and your children!"

He looked up cautiously and he saw Yolanda standing right in front of him. Instantly, his eyes widened in shock. "Yolanda? What are you doing here?"

"Who the hell are you? This is a bank! Who gave you permission to come here and cause trouble? Get the hell out!" Isaiah pointed at Yolanda and cursed furiously, clutching his bruised face.

"My name is Yolanda Henderson," she said coldly, locking eyes with Isaiah. "As a bank manager, you're violating loan regulations for personal gain. Aren't you afraid of being reported?"

"So, you're that worthless daughter of the Henderson family, huh?" Isaiah spat.

Many people in Dowonair knew that the Henderson family had an eldest daughter who had spent time in a juvenile detention center. Naturally, Isaiah was well aware of her reputation.

"Hmph. What regulations? I am the law here!" he boldly exclaimed.