Hearing Jones's words, William Cole felt utterly confused.
Jones looked at him with a smile, "Perhaps along your journey of resistance, your ambitions might grow without bounds. In the end, you might change your mind and wish to inherit the corporation."
"It's Mr. Cole's profound hope to inflame your fighting spirit, sir!"
"At the same time, it also provides an opportunity for other heirs. As long as they can defeat you uprightly, they can inherit the corporation."
"And, sir, you would die."
William stood frozen in his place.
Did losing the right to inherit equate to death?
And all he could do was resist passively?
Was this a joke?
Wasn't this like being driven to desperate measures?
What kind of father was this? Even in death, he left such a pitfall for him.
William felt that he would prefer to be an orphan and avoid all these problems, "So you're saying, starting from tomorrow, I'll be faced with incessant trouble."
"And one problem after another?"