Let Love Takes Away All This Pain By Jenna Writes novel Chapter 81

Chapter 81, Two Equal Men 

Jackson drove to the Heyday Group building. 

It was the first time he had been to this place, and when the car was parked downstairs in the Heyday Group building, he finally understood Alva’s words. 

Too powerful. 

Uriah is indeed powerful, so she has no choice but to be ruthlessly crushed. 

But it doesn’t matter, now that she has him, he won’t let Uriah hurt her again. 

It seemed that Uriah had explained in advance, and as soon as he entered the front desk, he came over, “Is it Jackson Jackson?” 

“I am.” 

“Uriah told me to take you up.” 

“Okay, sorry for the trouble.” 

The receptionist led him upstairs to the president’s room. 

“Uriah, Jackson is here.” 

The busy people behind the work table did not raise their heads. The receptionist left and closed the door. 

Jackson walked over, stopped at the work desk, and said, “Talk.” 

Uriah finally looked up at him. 

Although he stood, he sat, his aura was still strong. 

“Sit down.” 

Jackson sat down on the sofa, and the secretary brought two cups of coffee in and left.. 

The door closed again, and it was unusually quiet. 

Uriah closed the papers and came over to sit on the sofa. 

Jackson looked at him and said directly, “You should know why I’m here.” 

Uriah took a sip of coffee, his eyes on his face, and waited for him to continue. 

“I will marry Alva. After we get married, we will go abroad. No one will know that she is your ex–wife and will not disgrace you. Don’t worry.” 

Uriah looked at him, leaning back, arms slightly outstretched, legs folded, a very relaxed posture. 

But this relaxation did not make his aura disappear. 

The strength emanating from the inside out is still there. 

“You are not suitable.” 

Jackson’s hand clenched instantly, “Uriah, we have the final say whether we fit or not, not you.” 

At this moment, he also had an imposing aura that he had never had before, which was on par with Uriah. 

The atmosphere in the CEO’s room suddenly turned cold. 

Suddenly, the phone on the work table rang, breaking the condensation that seemed to explode at any time. 

He got up and walked over and picked up the microphone. 

“Uriah, there are still ten minutes for the meeting.” 

“Five minutes delay.” 

“Okay.” 

After hanging up the phone, he came over and looked at Jackson, “You are still young, and you will study abroad for two years. After these two years, you will understand what I said today.” 

After saying no more, he turned to the work table.