"Quill, Mr. Thomson is a generous man. Don't argue with Sean. Stop speaking."

Jon immediately said as he gave Quill a look.

He thought James was going to use Jen-Bond Holdings to humiliate Sean.

That was why he deliberately asked Sean to stay.

"Yes."

Quill answered before sitting down.

"Sean, what do you mean? Mr. Thomson hasn't even touched his cutleries yet. You!"

Suddenly, Quill saw Sean picking up a slice of fruit and could not help losing his temper again.

Many people were waiting for James to sit down and start eating.

Even someone old as Old Madam Quinn waited.

Sean not only had the cheek to freeload a meal but had the gall to eat before the others.

Quill could not stand it.

"Can we talk business in peace?

"Get out if you can't!"

James yelled as he suddenly banged the table.

"Yes! Sean, get the f*ck out right now!"

Smug, Quill shouted as he pointed at Sean.

"I'm talking about you!

James suddenly picked up a cup of coffee and threw it at Quill.

Bang!

The coffe