Vinson looked at him, no longer with contempt but with a bit of fear, "Who the hell are you?"
Bernard glanced at him, seemingly out of patience, and said coldly, "You've got a minute."
He held the knife in his hand, pointing to the contract, signaling him to sign within a minute, or the consequences would depend on his mood.
As the knife tip slid across the paper, Vinson shuddered in fear.
He looked at the man trembling, then at the contract, hesitating, "The Clowers Group is the Clowers family's business. If I sign this contract, I'll be the traitor of the Clowers Group…"
Bernard had lost his patience and didn't want to hear any more pointless talk. He raised the knife and stabbed it directly into his shoulder.
After the stabbing, he quickly pulled out the knife, never even blinking.
Vinson screamed in pain, the sharp sound echoing eerily in the open wilderness.
The woman in the car, who had thought that these masked men wouldn't hurt anyone, was shocked to see that they actually did.
Scared, she tried to open the car door and escape, but the masked men surrounding the car held the door shut.
Wrapped in her coat, she shrank in the back seat, staring in terror at the bronze-masked man outside the window.
"You better sign quickly, or we'll cut off your hand and use your handprint…"
After Caleb finished speaking, he stepped on Vinson's back again, causing him to scream in pain.
He was too old to endure such torture, so without further hesitation, he picked up the pen and signed his name on the contract.
After signing, he realized that the buyer was actually Jason!
He looked up in surprise at the man who had just stabbed him.
"Jason sent you?"
Wasn't Jason already dead? How could it be him?
He looked at the contract in disbelief again, and when he saw that the purchase price was hundreds of times lower than the market price, he almost fainted.
The dress was covered in diamonds and designed by a famous international wedding dress designer.
This was a precious collectible that Bernard had purchased for a fortune three years ago. It was one of a kind in the world.
Bryson took out the key, opened the display case, and took out the dress, placing it in front of Bernard.
Bernard touched the wedding dress, imagining Eleanor wearing it and walking towards him on the red carpet, his thin lips slightly curving upward and a smile flickering in his eyes as if he were the one marrying her.
He stared at the dress for a long time, putting away the fantasy that would never come true, and looked at Bryson, "Send this to Eleanor and make sure she accepts it…"
Bryson hesitated, frowning, "Mr. Laurence, wasn't this wedding dress bought for your future wife?"
He had heard that Ms. Shultz was getting married to someone else. Why did Mr. Laurence still want to give such a precious wedding dress to that woman?
Bernard smiled gently, "I bought it to give it to her…"
This ungiven wedding dress could only belong to Eleanor, even if the man she was marrying wasn't him…
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