Chapter 500: Chapter 500

Almost all the top lawyers are in this team, even with just one in a thousand chance, Grandeur can easily win.

That’s why industry troubles typically don’t dare touch Grandeur.

This is Lan Yancy’s confidence, knowing they’ve already applied for a patent proves that the Dawson Family won’t just suffer a reputation hit, they might face a massive compensation.

The Dawson Family is very pleased these days, the old man’s face is glowing, especially after hearing the newly acquired company has sent out its design drafts, he’s even more proud; with these drafts, this new company can definitely carve out a kingdom in the jewelry world.

He called to the man not far away, a smile forming at his lips.

Damian Dawson pursed his lips and slowly walked closer.

"Look at this, these are the companies our Dawson Family recently acquired. You’ll be in charge in the future. Once we make a name for ourselves, everyone will know you’re the Dawson heir."

Damian’s face showed little emotion, yet he cooperated with the old man, pulling out a slight smile.

The old man seemed to remember something, his face became stern.

"How are things with Ashley? I won’t meddle in your affairs with those celebrities, but you absolutely cannot touch Ashley. If the reporters outside get wind of this, your reputation will be ruined; the Dawson heir cannot have any blemishes."

The man nodded, recalling Ashley Dawson’s passion last night, a smile curled at his lips.

He certainly wouldn’t tell the old geezer that he and Ashley had long been sneaky; he liked Ashley’s passion and her fierce spirit.

He casually brushed it off, yet his mind was plotting fun for the evening.

As soon as the old man left, he went to Ashley Dawson’s room, lightly knocked on the door.

Ashley now felt somewhat afraid of this man; she used to think Dylan was terrifying, but Dylan never gets lost in matters between men and women. In fact, around him, no women were ever seen; he sees women simply as tools for venting, nothing more.

But Damian is different; he’s truly enthusiastic about this, and can come up with all sorts of tricks.

Before he was taken into the Dawson Family, Damian was just a street hooligan, having mixed in the streets for many years, doing everything except murder and arson.

But the old man is very competent; after bringing him back, he wiped clean all his past deeds and even forged an education record, claiming he sent Damian to study abroad all these years.

Ashley doesn’t man; he always carries an air of arrogance and delinquency.

She opened the door and indeed saw Damian waiting by it.

Damian examined her from head to toe, then chuckled.

"Tonight, I’ve got a buddy coming to see me. This must not be known to the old man. You’re coming with me; wear those clothes I bought for you last night."

What he brought were all revealing clothes that barely covered anything; tonight he was going to see his buddies and wanted her to wear those underneath. It surely meant he planned for her to be a toy among them.

Ashley’s hand clenched; Damian’s poor past background, along with long-term dealings with societal riffraff, bred vulgar tastes in his schemes.

She couldn’t bear it, yet now that Damian is the Dawson heir, she dared not oppose him.

She softly asked with her head bowed, a flash of ruthlessness in her eyes.

Damian raised his brow, gently hooked her chin.

"How’s that possible. I’ve already told my buddy, he said he’s curious about the taste of upper-class ladies. Ashley, better figure out your position." Official source ıs novel~fire~net

Ashley slowly shut her eyes, hoping fiercely for lightning to strike from the sky and kill Damian right now!

She just walked downstairs with Damian when she saw the old man sitting on the sofa, his face somewhat unpleasant.

Ashley felt she’d seen a savior and immediately went to the old man’s side.

The moment she spoke, a slap landed firmly on her face, turning her fair cheek instantly swollen.

"Didn’t I tell you to stay away from him? Ashley, don’t make me too disappointed in you. Everything you have now is given by the Dawson Family; it’s very easy for me to take it back."

Previously, Damian used the same reason to threaten her.

Ashley blinked her eyes, saying nothing.

Standing aside, Damian also shut his mouth, losing his light-hearted demeanor just moments ago.

"Hugo Quinn already brought Eleanor Hollis back; Eleanor is still alive; it seems Dylan is alive too. The Dawson Family should be cautious. If Dylan finds out I orchestrated the last incident, he definitely won’t let it slide."

Dylan is someone he’s cultivated personally; he knows very well how scary this man is.

Damian remains indifferent; ultimately, Dylan is just an outsider, alive or not, it doesn’t threaten his status.

Ashley stands aside, touching her face, listening to the two men, her lips curled mockingly.

This Damian is far worse than Dylan; at least Dylan never wastes time on women.

After the discussion, the old man got up and went upstairs.

Damian had a gleeful attitude, watching Ashley, grabbing her hand.

"You think the old man can save you? Ashley, you still can’t see your own identity."

Ashley angrily shook off his hand, her face dark.

"Tonight is over, I won’t entertain your buddies. If you want everything in my hand, just take it back then."

She left without turning back as she spoke, leaving Damian’s face grim.

When she heard Eleanor was still alive, Ashley felt unsettled yet had no way to deal with her.

Hugo Quinn is always by Eleanor’s side, yet who does she have? Everyone considers her a toy.

Reflecting on this, Eleanor seems far more fortunate than her; both share the same face.

Eleanor, resting peacefully at home these days, finds Hugo very busy once she’s awake, mostly staying at the company.

Soon, she hears that the company the Dawson Family recently acquired has been sued, and it’s Grandeur who sued them.

The jewelry world roared in uproar; this company had been quite active lately and gained a fair share of customers with newly released designs, yet now it’s exposed for plagiarism.

The old man didn’t expect Hugo to play this move, suddenly flustered.

Yet the design drafts are indeed sent by them. Now, patents are being showcased everywhere, people can easily guess they copied Grandeur’s designs.

Grandeur’s lawyers are incisive, offering no breathing room, starting lawsuits right away, and publishing these news online.