The Royal Contract

Chapter 564 A performance of a lifetime

He watched his father-in-law in his peripheral vision, contemplating if the rumors were true about his impending bankruptcy. He still needed to see his books to confirm the state of his affairs.

He would have helped him if he had been a good father to his wife, but judging from how Tyra talked about him. He only used his daughter for his own intentions. He never cared about Tyra at all.

"Would you like a drink, John?" Troy offered as he walked towards the small table containing his favorite drink. It was one of the best brands of scotch he served in his establishment.

He had always been a gracious host even to his enemies when they had come to visit him for a friendly chat. But ironically, there was nothing pleasant in their conversation, just hidden agendas that needed to be addressed.

He believed that tonight was no different. His guest might appear to be in a jolly mood, but deep inside, he could discern his true intention.

"I love one," John replied with a smile still planted on his lips.

He could certainly use one if he was going to stand the presence of his present son-in-law. However, he had a business to discuss, and he did not want to waste any more of his time.

He stared at the young man, carrying his drink. He still could not fathom what came over with his daughter to marry such a man. He did not see the appeal at all.

The man had no class, nothing that would indicate that he belonged with their kind. He might be wealthy and bathing in money, but he would never be one of them.

In his opinion, Troy was still a poor boy, dressed in expensive cloth. He had no business being married to his daughter. The sooner he ended this charade, the better.

"Let us cut to the chase. I do not think that you came here for a lovely chat," Troy stated when he had returned to his seat behind the desk and faced his visitor. "So, what is it that you want?" He said directly to the point, drinking his liquor in one go.

He did not see the point of prolonging their suffering by pretending that they enjoyed being in each other's company. It would be a foolish effort and a waste of both of their time.

He smiled

"Fair point." The older man acknowledged his statement, agreeing with him. Unlike him, he took a sip of the brown liquid and savored the taste in his tongue.

At least, he approved with his liquor preference. It was a good brand and one of the best in the market. He also had this in his collection, but he had not touched the bottle, still sitting in his cellar.

He put down the glass on the side of the table with half of the content still untouched. Then, leaned on the chair, crossing his legs in the process of making himself comfortable.

"Well," Troy said as he waited patiently for the man to discuss what he set out to do by coming to his office.

He could already guess what he wanted, but he still wanted to hear it come out of his mouth. Whether he would agree to this investment scheme. It would be another matter for his financial and legal team to review.

He had no plan of entering into any kind of agreement with him, not blindly, just because he was the father of his wife. But he would consider it if the offer was viable. After all, making money was always his business.

"I think you already know why I am here." The older man eyed him with an arrogant look. "I have a few business proposals for your perusal." John heard it in the voice of this young man and saw it in his eyes that he meant business.

He had underestimated the young man, thinking that he could easily manipulate him to agree with his conditions. It seemed that he had to

He was not here to beg him to consider his proposal. He was not taking no as an answer. He believed that this man owed him for taking his daughter and marrying her.

This man ruined the carefully planned future he had set for his daughter. Therefore, he should pay for it and assure that his daughter would still have a legacy to inherit from him.

"I will have a look and have my team check on it too," Troy said, putting the files at the side of his table without even looking at its content. "Is there anything else?"

He smiled at his guest, indicating that their meeting had just been concluded. He checked on his watch, seeing that he already had wasted precious minutes entertaining this man.

He was not particularly interested in investing in his company. But he would still have a look at it once he had more time. At the moment, playing the good son-in-law was not part of his plan.

"I hope you will get back to me as soon as possible," John said, not 22:31

liking the tone the young man had used in speaking with him.

He was also offended that he was obviously dismissing his presence without guaranteeing that he had agreed with his proposal. He did not even look at the files that he and his team had carefully prepared.

The ringing of his mobile phone interrupted their discussion. He was supposed to respond to him, but he answered the call first. He held his finger in front of him, excusing himself.

"Tyra!" He quickly stood up from the chair upon realizing it was his wife, who was calling.

He had been focused on his visitor. He did not bother to look and see the name on the screen. However, he was still glad to hear her voice. It had always made him smile.

On the other hand, he could see that his visitor had suddenly had taken an interest in his conversation upon hearing the name of his daughter.

Very well, he thought. He might at well entertain John and present him with a show. He had never tried an acting career, but he would still give him a performance of a lifetime.