His Wife Calls The Shots
Chapter 462: Terminate Cooperation

Chapter 462: Chapter 462: Terminate Cooperation

Chapter 462

Robert Foster laughed and asked: "Bro, have you figured anything out?"

Alexander Foster returned the glasses to him and asked, "Who gave you these?"

"Chlo-Chlo did." Robert put on the glasses. "This is...the gateway to a mysterious world."

After saying that, he hummed a little tune and went out.

Alex didn’t bother Chloe Collins and went back upstairs.

Ford was already waiting in the study with the information Alex wanted.

"Young Master, this is the latest information Maurice Willis obtained."

Alex took it to examine.

Ford explained: "Fire’s current members are mostly from the Dark Alliance."

"Young Master, perhaps they have known for a while that we were investigating Mrs. Wheeler and intentionally refused to take orders to hinder our investigation of Layla Lowell."

Alex browsed through the information on these people. There was nothing special, just a series of personal resumes designed to be seen by others.

Any truly useful information was already concealed.

Alex wanted to use Layla Lowell, who had once been targeted by the Dark Alliance’s mercenaries, to trace the network back. Perhaps he could find a clue from her associations.

But for the moment, his investigation had hit a dead end with Fire.

So, he had people investigate Fire.

"Young Master, we’ve been unable to find Fire’s-backer. Should we continue?"

Alex put down the information, "Anyone who can control these people wouldn’t be easy to find. Have everyone withdraw for now."

Ford nodded.

Alex leaned back in his chair, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, deep in thought.

After a while, he said: "Set Fire aside for now. Notify everyone to sever all cooperation between my companies and the Collinses, unless Chloe Collins takes control of the Collins family."

Ford was shocked.

"Young Master...this...the Fosters and Collinses have collaborated for many years in various aspects. It will be difficult to account for your sudden withdrawal to Master Foster."

"Moreover, this will inevitably lead to...changes in the relationship between the two families."

Alex’s expression was indifferent: "I gave the Collins family a chance. It is they who are not cherishing it."

In Grearon, the Foster family’s industries covered a wide range and held top-level resources. Cooperation with the Fosters was tantamount to a worry-free pillow.

The cooperation between the Fosters and Collinses had always been considered a powerful alliance, dominating a piece of heaven. However, everyone knew that without the Collinses, the Fosters still had many options, but if the Collinses lost the support of the Fosters, it would inevitably lead to turmoil.

The cooperation between the two families dated back to the generation of Master Foster. In Alex’s generation, the industries he took over were the ones most closely connected to the Collinses.

Ford understood what he meant and knew it would be hard for anyone to change Alex’s decision.

"Yes, I’ll take care of it right away."

"Hold on."

Ford turned back.

Alex asked him expressionlessly: "Is it tacky to give a girl a red envelope for Christmas?"

Ford was stunned for two seconds before realizing that Christmas was just around the corner.

"Young Master, you want to give it to Miss Chloe Collins, right? But why would you think of giving her a red envelope?"

Alex: "She spent 100 million for me, her wallet must be strained."

Ford was shocked again.

"Miss Chloe Collins spent 100 million for you? 100 million? Really, 100 million?"

Alex lifted his eyes, his gaze cold: "Am I not worth it?"

Ford smiled: "Of course you’re worth it. I just didn’t expect Miss Chloe Collins to be that generous with money. She’s still a student, and aside from the pocket money the Collinses give her... Oh, it does make sense. Her calligraphy sells for a high price, and she’s so good at creating scents. It’s not surprising she has money."

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