Chapter 1734 Is This How You Ask For Help
The wait continued for 20 minutes, then another five minutes. There was still no sign of Byron.
Xander’s face gradually darkened.
It seemed that Byron would not show up.
He sounded so confident on the phone, claiming he was willing to do anything.
Now it seemed like empty words!
His feelings for Rosalie were nothing but a joke!
"Mr. Lancer, it's been nearly half an hour, and President Lawrence still hasn't shown up. Should we call him?" the
assistant cautiously asked.
Xander replied coldly, "Call him."
The assistant immediately took out his phone and dialed Byron's number.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHowever, the call was immediately hung up.
The assistant hesitantly looked up at his boss when the call was disconnected.
A shadow cast over Xander's face, enveloping it in a veil of darkness.
The atmosphere grew thick with tension, suffocating the room and making each breath a struggle.
"That bastard got me fooled again!"
Xander cursed as he clenched his teeth, 'TH make him kneel before me and beg for mercy one day!"
The assistant wished he could bury his head in the ground, but he could still feel Xander's gaze on him. He had no
choice but to ask, "Mr. Lancer, what should we do now?"
"One more hour!" Xander glanced at the time and said in a cold voice, "I don't think they're able to develop the
antidote! Well keep waiting!"
If Byron did not come to beg him, he would wait until he heard the news of Rosalie's death!
As he turned away, the assistant secretly let out a sigh of relief. His gaze wandered around the office, desperately
searching for an excuse to leave.
Just as he was getting anxious, he suddenly caught sight of something outside the window.
It seemed like something was slowly approaching Lancer Corporation's building.
It looked like a helicopter!
"Mr. Lancer, look! What is that?" He immediately alerted Xander.
Xander had already noticed the helicopter that was slowly approaching them. He narrowed his eyes. After a few
seconds, he could see Lawrence Corporation's logo on the helicopter.
"Byron! You finally came!"
Xander smirked when he saw the company's logo. He nonchalantly crossed his legs and sat back with confidence as
he watched the helicopter disappear from his sight.
Byron had arranged the helicopter to make sure he would not be late!
He knew that only Xander could save Rosalie!
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEverything was under his control!
Xander felt a wave of satisfaction and even thought that Byron's tardiness could be set aside for now.
He could take his time to humiliate Byron once he came knocking on the door!
As he was thinking of ways to torment Byron, there was suddenly a commotion at the office entrance.
It did not even sound like a knock on the door. It sounded like people were trying to break in!
Xander's face hardened as he shot a cold glance at his assistant. "Go and check what's happening!"
The assistant felt a tremor of fear. However, he was more reluctant to stay in the office. He had no choice but to
muster the courage to walk to the door.
He saw Byron standing there as soon as he opened it. His face was as cold and forbidding as a demon's.
Two black-clad bodyguards stood beside him, poised to kick down the door.
They halted when they saw the door opening.
"President Lawrence, is this how you ask for help?" Xander slowly rose to his feet. There was a hint of vigilance in
his eyes, but more prominently, a sense of haughtiness.
Byron stared at him expressionlessly. Then, he stepped into the office without a word.
Xander sensed something unusual from the expression on his face. He furrowed his brows as he questioned,
"You're not thinking of forcing your way in, are you?"