NovelFameChapter 1569
Chapter 1569:
But then, at dawn the next day, Joseph pounded on Hamilton's door like his life depended on it. Hamilton hated
losing sleep more than anything.
He stumbled up, his face dark with annoyance, and yanked the door open. Kevin stood there, panting and slick
with sweat.
Hamilton barked, “Joseph, you ought to remember how | am.”
“Mr. McCoy! It’s bad. Really bad!”
Hamilton's eyes stayed flat. “Whatever it is can wait. My sleep can’t. At my age, rest is everything. You know
that, don’t you?”
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Joseph bobbed his head. “Yes, sir, but—"
“No excuses.” Hamilton spun back toward his bed. “Tellafter | get up...”
Before he could shut the door, Joseph blurted, “This morning, McCoy Group's stock price tanked the moment the
market opened!”
The words punched Hamilton still. A beat passed. He faced Joseph again, his voice cracking with doubt. “Did you
just say McCoy Group's stock plummeted?”
Joseph gave a stiff nod. “Yes. When trading started, the stock nose-dived to a record low. The company is in
chaos right now.”
Hamilton yanked on his clothes, his hands shaking from haste. No matter how often he clashed with Josh, he
would never let McCoy Group fall. That was non-negotiable.
While tugging at his shirt, Hamilton asked, “Joseph, how deep did the stock price sink?”
Joseph's look could have soured milk. Years of storms had toughened him up, but nothing matched today’s
chaos.
Hamilton fumbled with his buttons and nearly messed them up. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand, only
then realizing he'd left it on silent all night. He had figured Josh would crawl to him after losing to Daniela, so he
had muted it on purpose.
Hamilton hadn’t silenced his phone in ages, but fate chose that night to strike. One glance showed over a
hundred missed calls. All from his own blood. Josh alone had blown up his line more than sixty times.
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Hamilton pressed his lips together, ready to stash the phone and head out when it buzzed again in his palm. He
answered at once.
The voice on the other end trembled, cracked, and sounded like an old man’s whimper. Hamilton was used to
that haughty tone. Hearing it break apart left him oddly steady.
Josh yelled, “Hamilton! It's a nightmare here! Get your butt to the company!”
Hamilton's brow creased. He opened his mouth, but Joseph gave a quick shake of his head. Hamilton held still for
a beat, then cleared his throat. “I have a few things on my plate. I'll call you back.”
Hamilton ended the call. Then he turned to Joseph. “Tellwhat I'm missing here.”
Hamilton prided himself on staying ahead, but this storm had hit faster than he could brace for.
Joseph explained, “Mr. McCoy, you're no longer running McCoy Group. They cast you aside when things were
good, and now that trouble’s here, they beg you to fix it. If you go back so easily, what stops them from doing it
again later? If you give in just because they snap their fingers, they'll see you care more about McCoy Group
than they ever did. They'll use that weakness to corner you next time. Wouldn't it be wiser to sort this out
properly and secure...”
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